can’t touch me - godfree houdini lyrics
(godfree houdini iss lit)
[intro]:
yeah yeah (woo, brr)
yeah yeah (woo, brr)
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah (woo, woo)
woo (yeah)
yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
[hook]:
doing too well, can’t touch me (woo)
doing too much you can’t bluff me (woo)
can’t see nothing but the vision (uh huh)
wack ass n*gga can’t smudge it (wack, wack)
trashy ass b*tch can’t cuff me
cook my own beat can’t trust ya
got my own feet, can’t trust ya
gon’ charge for a feat, well you bussin (feat)
yeah yeah
[verse]:
doing too well, can’t touch me (huh)
too bad a n*gga can’t go cross*country (woo)
i’m in love with the lagos lady, druggie (drug)
waiting for my break to get lucky (luck)
no pharrell n*gga, where the f*ck my luck at (huh)
got the karats in my mouth so where the bugs at (ah)
can’t watch me eat, ain’t a mukbang (yeah)
married to the money, seen the doves fly (yeah)
she ain’t f*cking with me, oh well n*gga
i’m a captive like jail n*gga
straight bars bring all h*ll n*gga
you ain’t sl!ck, you ain’t gel n*gga
thought she was a really good girl n*gga
almost let her know just how i felt n*gga
babyface ain’t ringing no calls n*gga
can’t play, you can’t ball n*gga
fresh drip like it’s on halls n*gga
stingy with features, naw n*gga
i’m hanging on more than my b*lls n*gga (my b*lls)
hurt me, it’s yo loss n*gga (yo loss)
two hands on two legs n*gga (two legs)
no drugs, don’t do meds n*gga (meds)
no connections, got no megs n*gga (megs)
had the blonde hair like i’m odell n*gga (odell)
distractions, they outta my zone (huh?)
the bag, stuck in my dome (huh?)
if she bad then i’m pullin out the chrome (yeah)
ten digits, put that in my phone, yuh
recording, i talkin no go pro
want chips, i ain’t talkin no go slo
big bag, n*gga i’m talking, what you going for
how many girls you had on hold? four
depends on what i got in my hands, huh
something green and she gon come in my pants, huh
something green and it gon make a b*tch dance, huh
green gon get me a chance, huh (yeah)
that’s the lane that she gon wanna go, huh
aim high and she gon wanna get low, huh
and get loads, like cash, she’ll blow it, yeah
that’s why i need dough, yeah
[hook]:
doing too well, can’t touch me (woo, brr)
doing too much you can’t bluff me (woo, brr)
can’t see nothing, but the vision
wack ass n*gga can’t smudge it (yeah yeah yeah)
trashy ass b*tch can’t cuff me
cook my own, beat, can’t trust ya (uh huh)
got my own feet, can’t trust ya
gon charge for a feat, well you bussin
(yeah)
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