BabyTron - Untouched lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, got a bad b*tch with me, she won't step out 'less her It's a thousand ways to get pape and you don't even know one (No way, Hozay) Huh, yeah [Verse] It's a thousand ways to get pape and you don't even know one Bad b*tch won't step out the crib 'less her toes down You ask why I pay eighty for it, you should smoke some Don't even ask about the cup if you ain't pour one Dee got a [?] Visa, finna road run Don't ask for a slug if I ain't never hold one Yo boyfriend a b*tch, he the one who do the store run I ain't used to play, now I'm balling like the coach son I ain't used to carе, nah, I'm playing, still don't give a fu*k It's ninety-five, still throw thе BAPE on and zip it up Only 'cause I seen a opp out, I'm finna blick him up She cheated 'cause you bought a little bag, you ain't trick enough You are not a killer, can you stop the mean-mugging? I knew since day one I'd be something Where the fu*k the takeover badge? The whole team hustling Ain't sh*t change, twenty shoes off of three punches ​iPhones, gift cards, that's the sh*t that make me smile Had to meet 'round for that one sh*t on [?] Don't stop on yo dreams, lil' dawg, it might take a while If they flick me with this ID, I'ma say I'm Kai When I put you in a body bag, it ain't no posterizing All it take is a head nod, bet my soldier fire Bet the engineer head nod 'cause he know it's fire That Tron jersey gon' be in the rafters when the GOAT retire Shoot the bag down, Van Dyke, down to Romeo Just 'cause we had class together, you don't know me, bro Talking 'bout her head good, sh*t, can you show me though? Ain't never put you on no cheese, what are yo homies for? You better think about it Yeah, that tough talking all cool, you better be about it Up a buck on a b*tch, sh*t, I think I'm Giannis Buck shot to his back, sh*t, man, I think I got him But you get beat if we box like I'm SpotEmGottem Bae said she want a new fit, sh*t, that's not a problem You can ride, you can hide, boy, you can't stop them shottas I be with them sharks, lil' bro and them the top piranhas Make a thirty ball, put a dub in All them death threats but I'm untouched If we [?] and we locked in [?] All hustle, all leg work, boy, it's fu*k love Piss me off? You gon' have to try to dodge a M-80 Spun her three nights back to back, she did the 1080 Happy that we linked the fourth time 'cause her head crazy Something like a baker in this b*tch, I make bread daily Fourth quarter, that's when the real players show out Moncler, Goose, or the Knuckle when it's snow out Fell in love with fast money, sick you took the slow route Might've told her "yes" back then but it's "no" now [Outro] Huh, yeah, b*tch, ayy, ayy (But it's "no" now) Ayy, ayy (But it's "no" now) Ayy, ayy, sh*ttyBoyz, b*tch