MoneSv - Touch (feat. INTR0V3RT) Lyrics

Ooh mine my touch
Ooh mine made with a woman
Ooh mine my touch
Ooh mine made with a woman
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Ooh mine love my touch
Ooh mine love made with a woman
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Ooh mine love my touch
Ooh mine love made with a woman
Look I'm feeling like f*ck the slander
The kids in the hood ain't got no answer
Cause nobody ask them and I understand them
Dirty pampers turn to dirty Fanta
Grab that cup handle get a ring worm
You getting money then they be your buddy
When you ain't having they don't say a word
Shit strange but I know the game
Wanna make a name gotta put in work
They feelings hurt when you state the real
Niggas say we peers still'll kill you dawg
Hate the real but they love the bars
Every verse never rush on it
Put some touch on it like a push start
You know I'm hard don't bluff
Sitting on your trunk frontin' like a foreign car
Got my niggas all like
I'm tryna get out this hood
With that rapping shit I want Blue Hunnids
Not talking bout Rio
Progress with my niggas yeah we grow
Bitch I'm the shit I'm not talking bout Fecal
I'm tryna be humble with all of these niggas
This rap shit no we are not equal
And with some niggas saying they'll beat my ass
I can't find them like looking for Nemo
I come through this bitch like I'm Debo
My nigga throw bricks like Craig
Pull out the camera you fed
They do it for repost
Nigga might lose your head
Nigga they shooting instead
The f*ck would you swing for
Fighting for change we already broke
Nigga it ain't no hope
Nigga this ain't no joke
Niggas don't play no more
Bitch I'm ahead
Ahead of the pack
Tryna get stacks
And never look back but instead
I'm tryna subtract
All of they peeps in my corner
They claim they my friends
And then I'ma add
A bad bitch in my corner
She don't follow trends
I'm making amends
They loving the kid
Y'all tytrovert here for the win
These hoes got a crush on him
Like a finger roll
Put some touch on her
Inhale the smoke
Make a nigga choke
When we tap a lil' dutch on em
I don't love em I just f*ck on em
F*cked up living for the lust only
Feastin' on the beat
This a lil' treat
F*ck around and have lunch on it
But it's dinnertime when lil Mone
Coming know vert with me
And we ho hunting
Till I'm 95 stay a whole hundred
And your bitch asking
Can she hold a hundred
Ayy nigga must've f*cked
They mental tissue
Don't need pistol
To solve an issue
Being messy I can't kick it
With you murderer
I kill instrumentals
Shit get sentimental
In a different mode
Got this rap shit
In a nugget zone
I'm Michael Porter he Nikola Jokic
I'm Hoop God
In her f*ckin' phone
Got him contacts
In a pick and roll
And some crips with me
Like polio
Shit heating up it's official
Short nigga but my pockets ain't little
TMF that's the damn initial
Spittin' fire like an elemental
A B C D D
Stand for the diamonds across my dental
Left but I'm back
Just like a rental
Ain't hard to tell
That I'm that nigga
Touch on it like a floater nigga
Or a bad bitch tryna stroke a nigga
Touch on it like a floater nigga
This real rap we promoting nigga
I took a break now I'm focused with it
You changed on me like dirty clothes
I was seeing green
Back when I was broke
Now I'm giving hope
And this shit dope
Seeing green
Back when I was broke
Now I'm giving hope
And this shit dope