Can't Touch This

[Verse 1:] Light the weed, hell is you doin? Soak a towel in this bitch Hella models, it’s Donato, fly with power in this bitch Crackin seals, ain’t no liquor so the bottles in this bitch How you feel? Do you have some pride to swallow in this bitch Grab my styrofoam and sip Grab my phone i got some hits Boy that tour was hella legit Funny how them hoes just fell on my dick And selling my soul, I’m tryna get rich Ain’t selling no poles, he doing them hits Pouring up fours, I need my fix Dodging these hoes, can’t fuck with a bitch Aye, ask em what up? Aye, fresh off the bus, gun on the tuck, ounce on the tuck Smelling like skunk, they know whats up, aye Don’t know who to trust Can’t put no trust in the gun, put trust in my gun We clapping shit up, we do this for fun You know where I’m from, nigga [Chorus:] Too perfect, can’t trust it I splurge no budget That pole on me, I’m up there That lean I double cup it My bitch she steady fussing Boy, we run this shit, we front this shit Can’t touch, can’t touch this Can’t touch, can’t touch this Can’t touch this, can’t touch this Can’t touch this, can’t touch this Can’t touch, can’t touch this Can’t touch, can’t touch this Can’t touch this, can’t touch this Can’t touch this, can’t touch this [Verse 2:] More syrup bottles in this bitch Stunt like the lotto just been hit I seen a lot of different shit That’s why I keep this pimpin’ shit Need some pounds and need some bricks You ain’t from here, won’t get that shit Ain’t got no game, won't pull that bitch Skrr, skrr, skrrr, all you hear is my whip Stunt on these niggas, I came from nothing Run through a check and these lil’ bitches love it Pull out with your bitch, I’m smoking an onion Mix up designers and shit, I’m like fuck it I could pull up with the trunk and the frontin' Reverse that bitch at the crib and start dumping’ Grams on my neck, like water, they love it I’m tryna get with your daughter or somethin’ Hey, roll that shit up, roll that shit up Then take a puff, aye I like to stunt, aye They think at times I do too much, aye Don’t know who to trust Can’t put no trust in the gov, put trust in my gun We clapping shit up, you know where I’m from We do this for fun, nigga [Chorus:]