Touch Evb lyrics

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Yhapojj



[Intro]
(Mhm, you're listening to Yhapojj)

[Chorus]
These b*tches going up, the b*tch plotting, they plotting
b*tch is a rockstar, b*tch telling about it
b*tch was looking good, the b*tch [?]
The b*tch is a rockstar, the b*tch telling about it
b*tch gonna text, she gon' text everybody
She said she f*ck with me, man, you f*ck with everybody
She said she in love with me, don't be loving everybody
She know that I'm a star, but I can't touch everybody
She telling me, "Don't do it, Li' Yhap, he touch everybody"
So I won't touch everybody

[Verse 1]
I might put on your glasses, Li' Yhap was Harry Potter
Thеse b*tches, they got class, but I pеrform at the college
Sometimes I wanna spaz when I see you going to them parties
I don't give a f*ck about n*ggas, some of these lil' n*ggas lil' retarded
I walk up in this b*tch, she just hate when I act retarded
Put that Drac' on a b*tch, turn a stupid f*ckboy retarded
Turn a stupid f*ckboy retarded
Turn a stupid f*ckboy retarded

[Verse 2]
I walked up in this b*tch, I ain't even know sh*t was a party
You say you my b*tch, I couldn't even tell, like hardly
I walked in with that stick, I just put that b*tch up [?]
My n*gga threw a symbol like we was in the Illuminati
These b*tches really pimped, trick a n*gga out money for bodies
These b*tches really get it, b*tch got some bodies
[Beat Restart]
These n*ggas thought I was done, but I was just getting started
I walked out, without, walked out, without, with that .40
b*tch said she want money, but I just want some love
I walk down with that choppa, give a f*ck 'bout [?]
You telling me to pop her, but that sh*t f*cked him up
This b*tch said, "I just love you," but I don't even f*ck with her
Won't play you like no thottie, I wasn't even tryna f*ck
But if it come to that, your body, b*tch, you know I'm f*cking it up
My n*gga said he got it, you know he f*cking it up
These b*tches got the pot, she cooking it, cooking it up
I'm smoking on that black, I know you told me quit that stuff
b*tches coming back, n*gga, you can call my bluff
Hit a b*tch from the back, n*gga, oh, she like it rough
All this sh*t, looking back, different, all this sh*t was rough
All this sh*t we did in the past, all this sh*t was us
Hurt my feelings, sh*t made me mad, wanna call my mom
I wanna kill him, get on his ass, wanna call my mom
Mad at heaven, you know I'm feeling bad, all that sh*t, it suck
On the heaven, they did me bad, please don't hang up the phone
Hit 'em, MAC-11 hit his ass, hit that lil' n*gga dome
n*gga think he stepping, stupid ass, she gon' set up your home
n*gga really love her, he don't know she gon' play all along
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