Dont Touch!

Traces of some faux shit Just try and find it on me I Dont f*ck with bronze Less your name kochikame Words out on the street Give a shit what you call me I just need to find a seat But the hills still try haunt me Indulge me on maslow Where do the blood sweat and tears go If you sell them off by the kilo Put your demos in a vice I just call that Kamala mode Suffering with your succotash Quarter life use your knee to ash Just move on to next episode Man Im like NAV but better Im Pri Cho but better MIA but better Im like Jay Sean but better She like to wear Gucci but better Got your girl but wetter They wonder qu'est que c'est Just dont stand next to me And dont touch my shit! Dont touch my shit Just Dont Dont touch my shit Ive been aware bitch youve been hit Ive been aware about your dogs Dont give a f*ck bout what they are Broke as f*ck right now No money but i got my senses No money but i got more benzos Lease you out worry about your ends bitch Huh Never give the plug your car Never let you plug your aux No weaves no shades but you thinking you Pac sun If God gave you talent Talent got you pussy Cause pussy gave you balance Your ambitions your arms length Flip your shit with no consent Breaching in just a constant Breaching just a constant F*ck Im like NAV but better Im Pri Cho but better MIA but better Im like Jay Sean but better She like to wear Gucci but better Got your girl but wetter They wonder qu'est que c'est Just dont stand next to me And dont touch my shit! Dont touch my shit