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touche - yungxjxyy lyrics

touché lyrics
[intro]
(yeah, jih)
“yjs”
(yeah, jih)
(yeah, aha)

[chorus]
this juice in my cup not gin (in)
bout them racks i’m too locked in
“i miss you jayy”
if, there’s a issue let me know
so, if it’s bout war n*gga i’m on go
lacking?
no, b*tch
b*tch ass n*gga i ain’t slow
hoe?, b*tch
n*gga my glock is a hoe, it’s gon blow
d*mn stupid ass n*gga ain’t know?
i keep a pole
n*gga f*ck that vest
i ain’t gon miss ima shoot that p*ssy n*gga in his throat
like n*gga f*ck yo cl!ck
f*ck yo set all you lame ass n*ggas some hoes
n*gga i can f*ck yo b*tch
(yuh)
(yuh)
(yuh,yuh)
“this is a certified v$p exclusive”
(yuh)
when she hear that sh*t she on go
[verse]
that’s not yo b*tch my n*gga, you do not have that lil hoe all to yo self
walk in the store, told my b*tch hold up
my bl!ck stuck in my belt
yea
guap it’s a load, she wanna count these bands
i don’t need help
jih, b*tch
i hold that stick just like a rifle, make that boy pelt
plenty fishes in the sea, but i bet yo b*tch still eat me like kelp
sipping henny hennessey
i know that b*tch gon say what i tell
this is why, n*gga i stay to myself
dripping too hard watch me melt
i got these n*ggas so mad yuh, i do not care what they feel
d*mn i need some rest
b*tch i need some zaza (zaza)
beam on the bl!ck too hot (hot)
30 a lot (lot), to miss
i’m finna decorate these n*ggas block (bleh)
yo mom n*gga, better call her
yo girlfriend dad don’t like me
cause i’m finna sl*t out his daughter
which lame ass n*gga tryna fight me?
i keep that bl!cky (bah, bah)
it can get icky, weird ass n*gga you a pick me
yo b*tch want my sticky, let that hoe l!ck me
said that she love me can’t trick me, know it get tricky
i got my lace too tight huh, none of you n*ggas can trip me
15*6=9 you n*ggas mickey
you n*ggas 6ix9ine
i keep da sticks like columbine
if you cannot duck what’s your run time?
(bleh)
his shirt full of blood not no tie dye
he want some beef?, this is not fiveguys
spin on yo block with five guys
choppa make a n*gga lag like wifi
(yuh, yuh)
sound like pew, grrr, pew (fah)
you know that them hoes finna flyby
these n*ggas f*cked, these n*ggas cuck
it’s not finna slide by
a n*gga like me, yungxjxyy
don’t like me? touché
a n*gga like me, yungxjxyy
don’t like me? touché
(yuh, touché)
(yuh)
(yuh, touché)
(yuh)
“yjs”
[outro]
this juice in my cup not gin (in)
bout them racks i’m too locked in
“i miss you jayy”
if, there’s a issue let me know
so, if it’s bout war n*gga i’m on go
lacking?
no, b*tch
b*tch ass n*gga i ain’t slow
hoe?, b*tch
n*gga my glock is a hoe, it’s gon blow
d*mn stupid ass n*gga ain’t know?
i keep a pole
n*gga f*ck that vest
i ain’t gon miss ima shoot that p*ssy n*gga in his throat
like n*gga f*ck yo cl!ck
f*ck yo set all you lame ass n*ggas some hoes
n*gga i can f*ck yo b*tch
(yuh)
(yuh)
(yuh,yuh)
“this is a certified v$p exclusive”
(yuh)
when she hear that sh*t she on go

- yungxjxyy lyrics

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