Riccy Runtz - Touch You (feat. BSY G7)

I told my brother we gon' get them
We gon' hit him, split him, nigga fuck the system
And all my 5's be doing the most, they some really slimey niggas
And I couldn't trust that hoe, nigga fuck that hoe, without a hoe, I been that nigga
Pussy keep talkin' that shit, get hit
Baby a gang baby, she hold my blick
I don't really play round with my bitch
That nigga gon' die if he talkin' his shit
And I'm outside, ridin' in yo' city
Why you want play round with my feelings?
All that fake ass shit, I ain't hearin'
Yo' time coming, I could feel it near
When I fuck that big booty bitch, she all in my ear, she like "put it in right here"
I need Angel right now, oh, oh, oh
Bitch stop playin' with me, I don't play with you, that shit so weird
And I'm on that fuck shit cause I wanna fuck the bitch and nigga fuck that bitch, she ain't letting me fuck
Nigga you ain't in that truck
Wassup, wassup, wassup?
I ain't never did ha none
I was just clutchin' on my gun
I might fuck that nigga bitch since he actin' like my son
I was slidin' with that blick, I was doing this shit for fun
Oh Lord, oh-oh, oh
Man, what happened to that boy nigga? Don't ask me none
Oh Lord, oh-oh, oh
I was tryna get back and get back, that's what I done
I spinned five times on that block, them niggas wasn't outside
I even slept at that bitch house tryna catch a homicide
I got seven with me, he GD down but ya know I'm five
And my big brother Crip but that nigga still get on the line
Knew the truth from the jump, bitch, why would you lie?
I ain't never play with you, why you playin' with my mind?
Look at the clock bitch, why the fuck you wastin' all my time?
I'm tired of sayin' I'm tired of tryin', bitch, I'ma just stop tryin'
I ain't gotta try, you speak up on them gang babies, you gotta die
He clutchin' on a pocket rocket, fuck around and die
Bitch we sent 'em to the sky
Bitch no lie, bitch it's do or die
You say you gon' slide, bitch I know you scared, you ain't gotta lie
We takin' souls and let 'em fly
Bitch I'ma demon, I know why
I love them bullets, when they fly
I love to hear 'em, when they cry
Bitch they ducked off and I know why
Don't come out, snatch yo' hat
You run up, you get blew back
This four-five on my lap while I'm trappin'
You know I ain't cappin'
Yeah, bitch I stand over niggas, I'm the captain
Big booty bitch, she clappin'
BSY gang, we smack 'em
Mmn, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, I'm dangerous, come and see me
I tell them bitches "come and get me, I ain't leavin' witness"
These hoes borin', I only like her when she fuckin' tipsy
I'm spending blues like I'm Nipsey, AR hold a 60
You want that get back? Nigga come and get me, I ain't tryna diss you
I just send them nigga, them gang babies, they fuckin' with you
When they see you, they get you
You better have ya cutter with you
You should of never jumped inside that water, ain't no love in here
It's only gloves and bullets in here, bitch I love it here
They say I'm livin' wrong, bitch know, yeah I'm thuggin', yeah
Speak on the gang, they touch you
Shit so deep, man fuck my cousin
Bitch when I catch you, yeah-yeah, I'm flush you
This bitch so big, don't let it touch you, uh
Don't let it touch you, don't let it touch you

Written by:
Akylam Norris, Rickey Dominique

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