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Touch The Sky
by SRstackz
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She gon' slide when she see
She gon' slide when she see
She gon' slide when she see
What I'm really talkin' bout
Ain't no other way, yeah, I'm on the paper route
Niggas been hatin' I don't see em
Two door coupe, yeah my windows tinted
Chrome hoodie bitch, I been fly
In the city with a baddie, we gon' touch the sky
Slide to the crib, show you how we live
We got casa by the bottle, baby go and take a shot
She sayin' I'm the one, but I'm knowin' she a fan
Fuckin' let me in, all I needed was a chance
Countin' rubber bands,
My niggas play with sticks like they marchin' with a band
All I needed was a chance, Final shot ballin' like I'm man man
And these niggas know, ridin' round with them sticks yeah them poles
Lately I've been countin' up
But I gotta keep it on the low, all these niggas hatin'
Ridin' round in the, ridin' round in this shit and it skrt
We ain't stressin', niggas know, yeah, we steppin' on they necks bout to blow
Keep it real, yeah you know She gon' slide, she gon' go
Got her off the fuckin' Migos, Flew her straight from Rio
She a baddie, she a ten and we locked in like we in the pen
Yeah, these niggas wack call him Alex Len, ride round town I'm dat man
All these rocks on me look like sand man
And she gon' fuck in the Cullinan, Cullinan
Really rich nigga tell her swipe the card again
Yeah, swipe the card again Chillin' with a bad bitch, and she told her friends
She wanna ride in the Benz She wanna slide to the crib
And I know what I did But it is what it is
Marni coat on my back Goyard for the bag, and it's fat
Run up on me, you a fool
Cause my niggas shoot shit like Jordan Poole
Shit pull up with a white T, Glock on me with a ski
Yeah, she wanna touch the sky
Convinced her I'm a good guy But I'm not a good
(I dont know)
What I'm really talkin' bout
Ain't no other way, yeah, I'm on the paper route
Niggas been hatin' I don't see em
Two door coupe, yeah my windows tinted
Chrome hoodie bitch, I been fly
In the city with a baddie, we gon' touch the sky
She gon' slide when she see
She gon' slide when she see
She gon' slide when she see
What I'm really talkin' bout
Ain't no other way, yeah, I'm on the paper route
Niggas been hatin' I don't see em
Two door coupe, yeah my windows tinted
Chrome hoodie bitch, I been fly
In the city with a baddie, we gon' touch the sky
Slide to the crib, show you how we live
We got casa by the bottle, baby go and take a shot
She sayin' I'm the one, but I'm knowin' she a fan
Fuckin' let me in, all I needed was a chance
Countin' rubber bands,
My niggas play with sticks like they marchin' with a band
All I needed was a chance, Final shot ballin' like I'm man man
And these niggas know, ridin' round with them sticks yeah them poles
Lately I've been countin' up
But I gotta keep it on the low, all these niggas hatin'
Ridin' round in the, ridin' round in this shit and it skrt
We ain't stressin', niggas know, yeah, we steppin' on they necks bout to blow
Keep it real, yeah you know She gon' slide, she gon' go
Got her off the fuckin' Migos, Flew her straight from Rio
She a baddie, she a ten and we locked in like we in the pen
Yeah, these niggas wack call him Alex Len, ride round town I'm dat man
All these rocks on me look like sand man
And she gon' fuck in the Cullinan, Cullinan
Really rich nigga tell her swipe the card again
Yeah, swipe the card again Chillin' with a bad bitch, and she told her friends
She wanna ride in the Benz She wanna slide to the crib
And I know what I did But it is what it is
Marni coat on my back Goyard for the bag, and it's fat
Run up on me, you a fool
Cause my niggas shoot shit like Jordan Poole
Shit pull up with a white T, Glock on me with a ski
Yeah, she wanna touch the sky
Convinced her I'm a good guy But I'm not a good
(I dont know)
What I'm really talkin' bout
Ain't no other way, yeah, I'm on the paper route
Niggas been hatin' I don't see em
Two door coupe, yeah my windows tinted
Chrome hoodie bitch, I been fly
In the city with a baddie, we gon' touch the sky
