Don’t Touch sh*t lyrics

[Intro]
NouryJ I f*cking love you
Wait hol' up, I'm finna turn this b*tch up
ProducedByFads

[Verse: 1]
New chains on the way expect a cold summer
I'm a nice dude, quick to give a b*tch my old number (b*tch, buy)
I ain't fightin', but I'm always in the club throwin' somethin'
You mad like an OKC fan, boy, let's go thunder
Hit the b*tch, now she need a Walker like her name Summer
I'm with a b*tch named Teanna like my name Shump
n*gga sendin' shots, but I ain't hit, you got a wack jumper (Did that sh*t broke)
n*gga, you a version, you ain't wack nothin' (Did that sh*t wack)
Ruth’s Chris every day, I got a fat stomach
I don't sell drugs, n*gga, I don't got no pack comin'
I don't double back on old hoes, we ain't back f*ckin' (We ain't back f*ckin')
b*tch, you lucky that I even let you claim this (On God)
I hate a b*tch that always got her camera out (That sh*t annoying)
I ain't photogenic, b*tch, put that camera down
n*gga, you ain't pay for no juice, put that Fanta down
I thought he was a boss
Who the f*ck bought this Fanta around? (You broke)

[Chorus]
I'm that n*gga b*tches happy just to stand around (b*tches happy)
Back then she ain't want me, I can have her now
We can link, but when I'm with you, put that camera down
Money make the baddest b*tches love me with a passion now
n*gga, you ain't buy no juice, put that Fanta down (Touch it)
He didn't found his daddy gun, think he savage now
EDD over, n*ggas back cappin' now
I'm everybody cousin, n*ggas love me, I'm a rapper now
[Verse: 2]
That b*tch left me on scene, I can have her now
I ain't stupid, b*tch, you like the fact that I'm a rapper now (You like)
Ain't sh*t changed, but my pockets
Why you on me now?
You ain't find God, b*tch, quit actin' like you holy now
On birthdays, b*tches askin' for a rollie now
Bet, I'm finna buy a zip of weed, let's roll these pounds (Come on)
I ain't get a PS5, I don't know you now
Like a good n*gga, if you drown, I'ma hold you down (b*tch)
Like a Ferris wheel, n*ggas comin' back around
Debit card used to get declined that can't happen now
They didn't let me out the cage, now I'm running wild
Triple S Balenci's on my feet, b*tch, I'm run a style
All these carrots, I feel like a silly rapper now
I'm with the type of b*tch that n*ggas don't know how to act around (Scare)
2020, I see b*tches even trapping now
b*tch then put a hole through the condom, now we got a child (f*ck)

[Chorus]
I'm that n*gga b*tches happy just to stand around (b*tches happy)
Back then she ain't want me, I can have her now
We can link, but when I'm with you, put that camera down
Money make the baddest b*tches love me with a passion now
n*gga, you ain't buy no juice, put that Fanta down (Touch it)
He didn't found his daddy gun, think he savage now
EDD over, n*ggas back cappin' now
I'm everybody cousin, n*ggas love me, I'm a rapper now
[Outro]
n*gga, you ain't buy no juice, put that Fanta down
n*gga, put that sh*t down
Don't touch sh*t
If ain't buy sh*t, if it ain't sh*t
Don't be touchin' and just touchin' sh*t, man
n*gga, you ain't buy no juice, put that, a-n*gga, you ain't buy no juice, put that Fanta down, b*tch
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