Emmit Smith

[Produced by Murda Beats]

[Intro : Quavo]

50, 40, there he go ...

30, down sideline, UH !

20, there he go !

Touchdown, touchdown !

Go! Go! Go!

[Hook : Quavo]

Running with that sack, Emmitt Smith

Deuce-deuce pocket rocket, Emmitt Smith

I just touched down on a pussy nigga

I just touched down on a pussy nigga

Emmitt Smith, Emmitt-Emmitt Smith, Emmitt-Emmitt Smith

Emmitt Smith, Emmitt-Emmitt Smith, Emmitt Smith

I just touched down on a pussy nigga

I just touched down on a pussy nigga

[Verse 1 : Quavo]

Finessing the plug, I run with that sack and I make a touchdown

Ran up the money, hall of fame of finnesse, ain't no Jim Brown

I know my momma she proud of me

Young rich nigga, we the new trend now

Came a long way, from kicking the doors

Now people they pay me in PayPal

Want me to fuck with you cause I came up nigga?

My momma she told me she love me, go get money nigga!

I came a long way

From trapping in trenches to rockin' the mic and I did it, we did it

My pockets on Pinky and I'm taking a pic

From flying from city to city

[Hook]

[Verse 2 : Takeoff]

Run with the sack like I'm Emmitt and I keep the Emmitt for niggas who envy

Versace, Versace, Givenchy, Givenchy

With double F's on me, no Fendi

My niggas ain't feelin' their bitches

They put on their ski-masks, they leavin' no witness

My wrist it be spinnin' I'm doin' my fitness

Hall of fame trappin', young niggas I'm feedin'

My wrist game real sick so I need soup by Mrs Campbells

I'm baking and dodging the camera

Young nigga running with the work, Earl Campbell

Trapping in bandos and shelters

Young Takeoff and I'm finna buy Delta

Pourin' that 2 plus 2 in my Fanta

Your pockets look like they got cancer

I just bought a brand new Mercedes from Haiti and set it on some Walter Paytons

My 'migo he asked me to front him a kilo, I threw it to him like I was Peyton

I told momma we gon' make it

Now I'm on trips Jamaica

Making a trip to go get the narcotics

I set the fire with this pocket, rocket

[Hook]

[Verse 3 : Offset]

Emmitt, Emmitt, touchdown

"PHWIW, PHWIW, PHWIW, PHWIW, PHWIW!"

"GLAW, BOW!"

That's a hundred rounds

"GLAW, GLAW!"

Nigga lay it down

None of my plugs from America, Africa, Australia

Chopper gon' bite like Bull Terriers

None of my niggas they scared of yah!

Hang a fuck nigga like ornament nigga

Broke ass nigga unfortunate

I keep the babies like orphanage babies!

Go to the moon like astrologist

We not acceptin' apologies

Sellin' the dope to economies

Young rich nigga ridin' 'round in the Bentley

Throwin' money out the ceiling momma told me I'm ignant!

I'm two steps ahead of ya, never been regular

Hit a nigga with the antidope and we burry him

Hop in the Jag', I'm droppin' the top back

Smoking on gas like a nigga got cataracts

Duck ass nigga I'm calling you Aflac

Alley oop dunking them bricks it’s a Shaq attack

Only one bird can bring the whole corner back

Like Offset been throwin' like a quarterback

[Hook]