Who You Touch Pt. 2 lyrics

by

Sha EK


[Intro: Sha EK]
(Ayy, JK, hold on)
(EMRLD)
Who you touch? You ain't do sh*t
When I walk, gotta walk with the grip
They tryna kill me, so I got the blick
Who we smokin'? n*gga, that's a ****
Who we smokin'? We smokin' on ****
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, gang, gang, gang
f*ck it, now we gon' smoke on ****
Who we smokin'? We smokin' on ****
OGz the f*ck up
f*ck it, now we be smokin' on ****
Don't run

[Chorus: Sha EK]
Who you touch? You ain't do sh*t
Every day, I'ma walk with my grip
They tryna kill me, gotta keep a blick
Who I'm smokin'? I'm smokin' on ****
f*ck it, now we gon' smoke on ****
When we upped it, had them runnin', Rick
sh*t crazy, I done seen real n*ggas switch
Manrill my brother since I was a jit

[Verse 1: Sha EK & Bandmanrill]
Chico came home tryna f*ck on your b*tch
I'ma throw up the O even when I get rich
On gang, y'all n*ggas pus*y
I can't go out like Naz, I can't let n*ggas book me
Chico came home tryna f*ck on your b*tch
I'ma throw up the O even when I get rich
On gang (Ayy), y'all n*ggas pus*y (Look)
I can't go out like Naz, I can't let n*ggas book me (Hold on, look, wait)
[Verse 2: Bandmanrill]
Can't go, can't let n*ggas pluck me
How that's your b*tch and that b*tch wanna f*ck me?
On the ground, giving the yuckies
Glad I made it, I'm knowin' I'm lucky
Wait, know that I keep me a gunny
He played, one to the tummy
My bro stupid, he go dummy
I'm not cupid, you can't love me
Wait, who he touch? He ain't do sh*t
Mabo, he got chops and clips
On bro, he tryna flip that whip
If they play, my bro gon' up that score
She got her neck up, don't wanna f*ck
Get to the cheddar, keep you a gun
This big Beretta make a n*gga run
All this money comin' by the ton

[Chorus: Sha EK]
Who you touch? You ain't do sh*t
Every day, I'ma walk with my grip
They tryna kill me, gotta keep a blick
Who I'm smokin'? I'm smokin' on—
f*ck it, now we gon' smoke on—
When we upped it, had them runnin', Rick
sh*t crazy, I done seen real n*ggas switch
Manrill my brother since I was a jit
[Verse 3: Trippie Redd]
With my brother, we smokin' on sh*t
Ride with that Glock, takin' that risk
Smokin' on— ah, got caught without blick
Can't play with the gang, bro, get a grip
That n*gga the opps, put a knife in his ribs
Send a kite to his crib, gang kick in the door
Why your wife got my di*k in her throat?
Movie, I don't need no remote
Gang sh*t, you know how we rock
Right now, I got a girl on my side
And you know that I'm reppin' the five
And you know you gotta add a lil' knot
And you know not to play with my name
Catch you in traffic, KIA
Who you touch? You ain't do sh*t
Chopper on my side, I'ma use that b*tch
You and pus*y just one and the same (Same)
If I leave, I'll go out with a bang
You know me, I'm just T, I'm just—
You know me, I'm just T with the flame

[Chorus: Sha EK]
Who you touch? You ain't do sh*t
Every day, I'ma walk with my grip
They tryna kill me, gotta keep a blick
Who I'm smokin'? I'm smokin' on—
f*ck it, now we gon' smoke on—
When we upped it, had them runnin', Rick
sh*t crazy, I done seen real n*ggas switch
Manrill my brother since I was a jit
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