Don't Touch

Eight racks worth of clothes in my closet I don't
Even have a deal I can't explain how this cashmere feel
Tracy pulled up in some brand new wheels don't touch,
Don't touch, don't touch I got a dick I'm not a virgin, I gon' bust
Don't touch, don't touch, don't touch
I'ma say it one more time, don't touch (touch)
I fucked a Christian bitch, I made her cuss (oh my God)
Christian Dior bag,
I don't think you can afford that
Nigga I'm dripping, I survived a flood
I swear she got a porn ass, I might have to record that yeah,
These vv's, yeah, they glistenin' my GPS is to your bitch crip shout
Out to my ex, I wouldn't be shit if you didn't break
My heart and make me a demon (thank you, lil' bitch)
Let's just get it straight,
All muy bitches bi (straight up)
All these niggas hatin', ay-ay-ay-ay-ay
(Ay-ay-ay)
All these bitches waitin' for me to save their life
I can do that unless you change my mind (okay) I think I'm Paris
Hilton, let's go shopping I don't drink Hennessey, I drink Sake
I swear love brain,
I'm a zombie keep me eye on these niggas, I'm illuminati

Eight racks worth of clothes in my closet I don't
Even have a deal I can't explain how this cashmere feel
Tracy pulled up in some brand new wheels don't touch,
Don't touch, don't touch I got a dick I'm not a virgin, I gon' bust
Don't touch, don't touch, don't touch
I'ma say it one more time, don't touch, don't touch