Hell Rell - Untouchable lyrics

You keep calling my homie Need to check your b**h Rollies don't tick you need to check your wrist n***as be hating, I just look pa** it Ball on these n***as like I just got drafted I wear that louie n***a, please fill up my cup I need some chicken heads, I'm tryina fill up my truck Take em back to the condo, make em all get naked This a million dollar grind and all the gangster respect it I ain't wanna pop him, but I did it for the team f** a shooting range, I got an infrared beam You could run all day, I ain't missin my target Ain't gotta be in the projects, my dope flippin regardless Talking sh** on twitter, got the scoop where you live Caught em coming out the crib, choppa tore up his ribs Playing with yoru nose, homie we got that candy And that panorama, go make her drop her panties Now f** this rap sh**, got a brick of dope in my house On some real sh**, we the ones that slow up the drought Man she sell the p**y, I'd rather go in her mouth I'm so trill n***a, but ain't no gold in my mouth Need to take care of your b**h man, she out there sellin avon Hunned n***as with hoodies, yeah we mobbin for traevon I don't see these n***as and I ain't even got shades on Don't wanna be these n***as, they saving hoes with they capes on Yeah, ah, we get a mill then we move em out Drop a duffle on the dealer then I'm cruising out Paper plates like I'm cooking out n***a you never in the spot You was looking out Yeah, now let's get back to this real sh** Tell the label they need to restructure the deal quick I need another million, we in the f**ing building We k**in every n***a, but no women, no children sh**, call it what you want, but don't call it broke When you racked up, they laugh at all your jokes When you're broke, nobody picks up your phone calls That's why, all I know is ball