Who You Touch Pt. 2 (feat. Trippie Redd) [Sped Up]

(Ayy, JK, hold on)

(EMRLD)

Who you touch? You ain't do shit

When I walk, gotta walk with the grip

They tryna kill me, so I got the blick

Who we smokin'? ****, that's a ****

Who we smokin'? We smokin' on ****

Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, gang, gang, gang

Fuck it, now we gon' smoke on ****

Who we smokin'? We smokin' on ****

OGz the fuck up

Fuck it, now we be smokin' on ****

Don't run

Who you touch? You ain't do shit

Every day, I'ma walk with my grip

They tryna kill me, gotta keep a blick

Who I'm smokin'? I'm smokin' on ****

Fuck it, now we gon' smoke on ****

When we upped it, had them runnin', Rick

Shit crazy, I done seen real **** switch

Manrill my brother since I was a jit

Chico came home tryna fuck on your bitch

I'ma throw up the O even when I get rich

On gang, y'all **** pussy

I can't go out like Naz, I can't let **** book me

Chico came home tryna fuck on your bitch

I'ma throw up the O even when I get rich

On gang (Ayy), y'all **** pussy (Look)

I can't go out like Naz, I can't let **** book me (Hold on, look, wait)

Can't go, can't let **** pluck me

How that's your bitch and that bitch wanna fuck me?

On the ground, giving the yuckies

Glad I made it, I'm knowin' I'm lucky

Wait, know that I keep me a gunny

He played, one to the tummy

My bro stupid, he go dummy

I'm not cupid, you can't love me

Wait, who he touch? He ain't do shit

Mabo, he got chops and clips

On bro, he tryna flip that whip

If they play, my bro gon' up that score

She got her neck up, don't wanna fuck

Get to the cheddar, keep you a gun

This big Beretta make a **** run

All this money comin' by the ton

Who you touch? You ain't do shit

Every day, I'ma walk with my grip

They tryna kill me, gotta keep a blick

Who I'm smokin'? I'm smokin' on—

Fuck it, now we gon' smoke on—

When we upped it, had them runnin', Rick

Shit crazy, I done seen real **** switch

Manrill my brother since I was a jit

With my brother, we smokin' on shit

Ride with that Glock, takin' that risk

Smokin' on— ah, got caught without blick

Can't play with the gang, bro, get a grip

That **** the opps, put a knife in his ribs

Send a kite to his crib, gang kick in the door

Why your wife got my dick in her throat?

Movie, I don't need no remote

Gang shit, you know how we rock

Right now, I got a girl on my side

And you know that I'm reppin' the five

And you know you gotta add a lil' knot

And you know not to play with my name

Catch you in traffic, KIA

Who you touch? You ain't do shit

Chopper on my side, I'ma use that bitch

You and pussy just one and the same (Same)

If I leave, I'll go out with a bang

You know me, I'm just T, I'm just—

You know me, I'm just T with the flame

Who you touch? You ain't do shit

Every day, I'ma walk with my grip

They tryna kill me, gotta keep a blick

Who I'm smokin'? I'm smokin' on—

Fuck it, now we gon' smoke on—

When we upped it, had them runnin', Rick

Shit crazy, I done seen real **** switch

Manrill my brother since I was a jit