Touch ft. Tytrovert Lyrics

Ooh mine my touch

Ooh mine made with a woman

Ooh mine my touch

Ooh mine made with a woman

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Ooh mine love my touch

Ooh mine love made with a woman

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Ooh mine love my touch

Ooh mine love made with a woman

Look I'm feeling like fuck the slander

The kids in the hood ain't got no answer

Cause nobody ask them and I understand them

Dirty pampers turn to dirty Fanta

Grab that cup handle get a ring worm

You getting money then they be your buddy

When you ain't having they don't say a word

Shit strange but I know the game

Wanna make a name gotta put in work

They feelings hurt when you state the real

Niggas say we peers still'll kill you dawg

Hate the real but they love the bars

Every verse never rush on it

Put some touch on it like a push start

You know I'm hard don't bluff

Sitting on your trunk frontin' like a foreign car

Got my niggas all like

I'm tryna get out this hood

With that rapping shit I want Blue Hunnids

Not talking bout Rio

Progress with my niggas yeah we grow

Bitch I'm the shit I'm not talking bout Fecal

I'm tryna be humble with all of these niggas

This rap shit no we are not equal

And with some niggas saying they'll beat my ass

I can't find them like looking for Nemo

I come through this bitch like I'm Debo

My nigga throw bricks like Craig

Pull out the camera you fed

They do it for repost

Nigga might lose your head

Nigga they shooting instead

The fuck would you swing for

Fighting for change we already broke

Nigga it ain't no hope

Nigga this ain't no joke

Niggas don't play no more

Bitch I'm ahead

Ahead of the pack

Tryna get stacks

And never look back but instead

I'm tryna subtract

All of they peeps in my corner

They claim they my friends

And then I'ma add

A bad bitch in my corner

She don't follow trends

I'm making amends

They loving the kid

Y'all tytrovert here for the win

These hoes got a crush on him

Like a finger roll

Put some touch on her

Inhale the smoke

Make a nigga choke

When we tap a lil' dutch on em

I don't love em I just fuck on em

Fucked up living for the lust only

Feastin' on the beat

This a lil' treat

Fuck around and have lunch on it

But it's dinnertime when lil Mone

Coming know vert with me

And we ho hunting

Till I'm 95 stay a whole hundred

And your bitch asking

Can she hold a hundred

Ayy nigga must've fucked

They mental tissue

Don't need pistol

To solve an issue

Being messy I can't kick it

With you murderer

I kill instrumentals

Shit get sentimental

In a different mode

Got this rap shit

In a nugget zone

I'm Michael Porter he Nikola Jokic

I'm Hoop God

In her fuckin' phone

Got him contacts

In a pick and roll

And some crips with me

Like polio

Shit heating up it's official

Short nigga but my pockets ain't little

TMF that's the damn initial

Spittin' fire like an elemental

A B C D D

Stand for the diamonds across my dental

Left but I'm back

Just like a rental

Ain't hard to tell

That I'm that nigga

Touch on it like a floater nigga

Or a bad bitch tryna stroke a nigga

Touch on it like a floater nigga

This real rap we promoting nigga

I took a break now I'm focused with it

You changed on me like dirty clothes

I was seeing green

Back when I was broke

Now I'm giving hope

And this shit dope

Seeing green

Back when I was broke

Now I'm giving hope

And this shit dope