Big K.R.I.T.
I Just Touched Down (Original Version)
[Intro]
You in the mix for my boy, DJ Funk
Keep it movin', baby
Di-di-di-di—Digital product!
DJ Funk!

[Chorus]
I just touched down—aye, what it is, shawty? (Yeah!)
I'm goin' places, shawty
I just touched down—aye, what it is, shawty? (Yeah!)
I'm goin' places, shawty

I just touched down—aye, what it is, shawty? (Yeah!)
I'm goin' places, shawty
I just touched down

[Verse 1]
I just touched down in my city on chrome
Working wood wheel from a yella gettin' dome
Gators on my toes, love how I'm livin'
Aye, tell me what I'm doing if I ain't fuckin' pimpin'?
I had some major setbacks but I'm still grindin'
Haters love to see me down but I'm still shinin'
Rollin' paper real and it' trill gettin' dough
I got a little hustle plus I'm good with my flow
Push it to the mass when I spit it to a bitch
I tell her, "Get this money, have no love for a trick"
It's all about this swaggеr, you gotta be a beast
And can't no ho around my city 'scape my mouthpiеce
Somethin' like gold-diggin'—call me a Mack
I put 'em on the track and they bring it right back
[?] is my town, stretchin' out for miles
We about to groove out, my [ho?] professional
[Chorus]
I just touched down—aye, what it is, shawty? (Yeah!)
I'm goin' places, shawty
I just touched down—aye, what it is, shawty? (Yeah!)
I'm goin' places, shawty

I just touched down—aye, what it is, shawty? (Yeah!)
I'm goin' places, shawty
I just touched down

[Verse 2]
I just got paid, workin' on slab, while y'all was watchin'
Cartoons I was peepin' Shaft
I'm only 18 but I'm feared by the grown folk
Ain't that Bobby Brown, but my [rappin'?] shit is strong though
Put it in your face, every bar and every line
Gettin' cash like Rae—I'm a pimp in my mind
And a king in my grind, fuck you, think different
They call his ass "'Nique" 'cause my flow so gifted
Still holler "Greater, later" to my n***as locked up
All them OGs, that sold them fuckin' blocks up
[?] holler at a player
A hater best keep walkin' if it ain't about paper
I'm trill in my field, down like Four Flat
Tires on the cut-throat, SS, or a Cadillac
See, they might've slithered off the syrup I been sippin'
Came out my momma's womb breathin' life into this pimpin'
(DJ Funk)
[Chorus]
I just touched down—aye, what it is, shawty? (Yeah!)
I'm goin' places, shawty
I just touched down—aye, what it is, shawty? (Yeah!)
I'm goin' places, shawty

I just touched down—aye, what it is, shawty? (Yeah!)
I'm goin' places, shawty
I just touched down

I just touched down—aye, what it is, shawty? (Yeah!)
I'm goin' places, shawty
I just touched down—aye, what it is...