Don't Touch Me

Lady, come sit right here next to me

Do not hesitate, just don't be shy, lady

Seeing you right there from across the street

Captivating from your face to your hips, lady

Why should I be the one who takes the blame?

Over and over, feelin' all the same

Messing my head, might as well be insane, yeah

I just can't stand all of your silly games

Stop telling me, I do things for myself

Here is a warning, get your dirty hands off me, yeah

(I don't think it's fair, man) I don't think it's fair, man

(For all of us woman) No-no-no-no-no, no-no-no-no-no

(I don't think it's fair, man) I don't think it's fair, man

(For all of us woman) No-no-no-no-no, no-no-no-no-no

Bitch, suck on my dick, yeah

My dinner is your head cut to a plate, yeah

I want the cake, I don't want thе split

Ain't sign no deals while I'm gettin' lit

Leave that to Tobi, shout out my money

Fuck all the fame, just want the money

Now I got the money, now I want the equity

Lotta these old heads, they mad now, they quitting

I'm getting the bag in silence, they hatin'

Apology not meant to be rude

These boys be noisy, I'm finna hit snooze

These boys be mad, 'cause they think I'm too vulgar

Boy, you a loser

I'm just fine in my room, I'm havin' a ball

'Cause my money's long, twenty meters tall

On Yakuza shit, let's have a brawl

And all of my girls looking like a doll

Okay bitch, I get it, it's my life, I get it

Please go on with your bullshit

I know you were lyin'

It ain't feel right, it ain't alright

I'ma bring my girls

We gon' have a fight, yeah

I was meant to love me

Do you know that I don't care? (Okay)

Don't you feel ashamed?

Well, keep talking, I don't give a fuck

If you hate me, shoot the bullet

If you really love me, prove it

If you hate me, shoot the bullet

If you really love me, prove it

If you hate me, shoot the bullet

If you really love me, prove it

If you hate me, shoot the bullet

If you really love me, prove it

If you hate me, shoot the bullet

If you really love me, go and prove it

Show me

Shoot the bullet

If you hate me

You know (You know), you know (It isn't fair, man)

I don't think it's fair, man (Man, you bitches don't know me)

(Man, you bitches must not know me)

(For all of us woman) What the hell? They sayin' I complain too much?

Less than triple zeros on a show, are you fucking nuts?

I done did speakin' facts (I don't think it's fair)

That y'all phonies afraid to say

Go and kiss your boss' ass

I get that overtime pay

Don't forget, don't forget

Back then I was never a somebody (I don't think it's fair)

Now I make sure everybody knows me

(For all of us woman)