Kartier - Don't touch me (Prod. Kartier) lyrics

[Verse 1] Elephant elegant top of my low Tellin' these figures I'm up in their hoe *GUN!* Shootin' with bullets' they roll Hop' on his mother I rapem' like, YO *fu*k!* I leave it out on a xan Tellin' these b**hes I could be their man *DUCK!* Nadin' the rain it go BAM Shootin' the father I took all your fans *Pop* What u out rollin' like for? Shootin' my guns in a school corridor *Stop* Tellin' these b**hes I'm for Ma**acre's ma**acre sh** make me torn *Hop* Get on a f**in' abort Children from u must be dumb like a cork *Rock* Stuck in a tummy with ports Open for everyone bet she a who*e [Verse 2] fu*k ON MY GRIND IMMA DO THAT sh*t ON LOW, I SMOKE LIKE I FIGHT TELL THAT DYKE U BETTER GO YUH ROCK, fu*kING CLIMB UP A HILL YOU fu*kING HOE AY KILL, ALL YOUR FAM THEN I GRILLEM' ON MY STOVE [Verse 3] FACE ON THE GROUND - MAN I WANNA fu*kING KILL YOU fu*k ON MY GRIND - WITH YOUR b*tch SHE GOT YOUR PERFUME HOP ON MY DICK - YEAH THAT b*tch SHOWED ME THE REAL YOU fu*k WITH YOUR MOM - PROBLEMATIC fu*kING MISS TUNE X2 fu*k ON MY GRIND IMMA DO THAT sh*t ON LOW, I SMOKE LIKE I FIGHT TELL THAT DYKE U BETTER GO YUH ROCK, fu*kING CLIMB UP A HILL YOU fu*kING HOE AY KILL, ALL YOUR FAM THEN I GRILLEM' ON MY STOVE