TOUCHÉ

This bitch tryna fuck me for my cash, she done lost her mind

Silencer up on the Glock .30, it won't make a sound

They was fakin' back then, it's gettin' hard to fake it now, huh

If she wanna go with me, I'ma take her down, yeah

Yeah, I got the whip roarin'

This a 'Rari Testarossa, boy, you can't afford this

Yeah, Amiri crankin' up the heat, I got it boiling

Rapper say he woke the city up, bitch, I'm snoring

Play it safe, keep it quiet, I don't got nothin' to say

Hit her at my place, when she leave, her contact get erased

I ain't tryna catch a case, but if he keep on starin', I'ma face him

I know that's your bae, but if she keep on starin', I'ma take her

We eat out at Nobu, that's a thousand dollar plate, yeah

I was overseas for tour, I'm back up in the states, yeah

Rollin' up exotic, only thing that keep me sane, yeah

Pull up in that Batmobile, feel like Bruce Wayne, yeah

Shawty started fuckin' with me, got a new name

Green tip .556'll knock a nigga toupee

Half a hundred racks, what I made in two days

She a smart bitch, she did me how I did her touché

This bitch tryna fuck me for my cash, she done lost her mind

Silencer up on the Glock .30, it won't make a sound

They was fakin' back then, it's gettin' hard to fake it now, huh

If she wanna go with me, I'ma take her down, yeah

Yeah, I got the whip roarin'

This a 'Rari Testarossa, boy, you can't afford this

Yeah, Amiri crankin' up the heat, I got it boiling

Rapper say he woke the city up, bitch, I'm snoring

Don't know nobody, yeah, she want me, she on my body

I been on Rodeo spendin' cash like it's a hobby

Run off with your shit, I'd like to see you try and stop me

Pillow talkin' to your friends, bae, that's where you lost me, yeah

Walk in fly as hell, I know they notice me

She keep grabbin' on my pants, I'ma take her down

I told her, "When we home, we gon' make a movie"

Poured a four, I feel it goin' through me (yeah)

Clothes galore, I mix YSL with Ksubi

The way that I slide on a broad, I feel like Toosii

I'ma get another ho, this one won't do it

Collect these checks like Nike, best believe I'm gon' do it

This bitch tryna fuck me for my cash, she done lost her mind

Silencer up on the Glock .30, it won't make a sound

They was fakin' back then, it's gettin' hard to fake it now, huh

If she wanna go with me, I'ma take her down, yeah

Yeah, I got the whip roarin'

This a 'Rari Testarossa, boy, you can't afford this

Yeah, Amiri crankin' up the heat, I got it boiling

Rapper say he woke the city up, bitch, I'm snoring