Futuristic - No Touching lyrics

[Hook x2: Futuristic] No touching, please, no, no, no, no touching, please No touching, please, no, no, no, no, no touching, please [Verse 1: Futuristic] These n***as can't touch me, cause my flow is so disgusting Got me laughing, got them, ha, ha, spit that lava, I'm erupting Futuristic came from nothing, then i turnt it into something And all of my hits are hard, just like a n***a playing rugby Fresh on the scene, with a motherf**ing cool flow Lil n***a, but i stand tall like my new pole Young girls on me, like a sling in a group home Ladies think I'm cute, like a lil kid j**fro You know, what I'm about to do though Knock it out the park, like I'm Albert Pujols Baby, I'm a star, see me next to pluto n***as getting ate with the bars, kudos And all my flows is tighter than a freaking virgin I'm not a phone, but everywhere I go, I get good service These haters sweating when they next to me, I get them nervous And all I do is keep on rapping, like a freaking turban That's that sh** that get them hype a lot, I'm on a roll, I bike alot Climbing up the charts, I hike alot They say you're dope, I say sike alot Cause you not f**ing with me and no I'm not a stripper But there's no touching me [Hook x2: Futuristic] [Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko] You couldn't touch me with a ten foot, input My foot to n***as a**es, fed up with man Im teaching cla**ics You be blind to the son of sams, geeks put on your gla**es He be preaching to the ma**es, be receiving them scholastics Ice cold and i keep 'em shivering Listen to way i deliver, i can't get rid of them, oh And i g-g-get er' done, couldn't touch me if you was a chair I'm sitting on My flow so ignorant, rapped all off on my pigment Ladies be digging it, tell me use the same tongue to lick 'em with, (okay) But I'm all about the dollars, i be keeping em off Freak em a little, then i tell em get your dick beaters off We even Steven if you think you can compete with the boss But breathin' heaven if you think you get this beef without sauce Im to the rescue, hip-hop don't worry i won't let them hurt you Cause they pimp you like some hoes from the next n***a to give the skirt to, (okay) And ain't no texi cali baby don't be touchin' on me That means don't put your hands on me unless i got something on me [Hook x2: Futuristic] [Verse 3: Marcus Yates] Nan nana boo What the f** do Oob do? He be secrete like a guru Chillin, peelin clemens On another end of a renaissance Get them lines?... No "Dumb it down a little" But-I'm-fly, Catapillar In a category mastered by disaster so The blessings come right after n***a This gon make sense next year Next year's verse pay off for the rest years ISO!! Details collide with the right flow How'd the mic hold up? As I glance at my geico cup, sh**, I might Poe up One high n***a? Two hold bucks? Should I spend it on two whole f**s? Her fine a**, I'll save it if she say please don't touch Put two cents of it in the video Germaphobe screaming " Here we go!!" In the background After the editors edit They put me on TV But look how THEY act now... Shaq n***a posted Mugsy for the back down That would be unfair to you I'm a heir to who? Flares in the air for the stars to see me Evolu... Back in body form for a revolu... I wish a monkey would. (Wood) And my wish was granted cause it left you monkeys standing like Dada daaa dada daa dada dada daaa Dada daaaaaaaayummm No touching please? No touching please? No touching please? No touching please?