Touch My Gang (Prod. by CorMill) - Fatty Wrist

作词 : Fatty Wrist
作曲 : CorMill
touch my gang
touch my gang
touch my gang
touch my gang
040 in my hand
one shot blow your head
040 in my hand
one shot one shot
touch my gang
touch my gang
touch my gang
touch my gang
040 in my hand
one shot blow your head
040 in my hand
one shot
i finally did that thing that you say nasty with that white *****
i finally kill that new song and i left a perfect crime scene
find a new *****
find a new *****
is she your *****
what
i thought she going make it go clear
i thought she wont call you dear
i thought she will cut you off
cause last night she was drinking my beer
young money in my bag
i got these bad b*****s
she going do the private dance
butty savage
i don't need brands on me
i don't need chains on me
i got the money tree
and b*****s will come for it
ice on my fatty wrist
freeze like the outer space
lawyer don’t want my case
real chigga go solve your things
music drug
put it in your cup
you ain’t pull over
till i tell u to stop
you think u the thug
but you running from the cops
sipping on that lean
like your head just got knocked
I don't know what is he talking about
chigga wanna start a war
but you can’t even say a word
you ***** saw u and slammed the door
you learn from me but not a quarter
crash your car in front u door
break your ankle like i m the 3
made a million that’s not a dream
i see the truth but what you see
flexing flexing
that’s my J-O-B
diamond o my sleeve
like water on the leaves
gold on my *****
gold on my teeth
gold on my beats
i m like a golden beast
I don’t know what is he talking about...
touch my gang
touch my gang
touch my gang
touch my gang
040 in my hand
one shot blow your head
040 in my hand
one shot one shot
touch my gang
touch my gang
touch my gang
touch my gang
040 in my hand
one shot blow your head
040 in my hand
one shot
编辑于2023/12/22更新