Untouchable (Feat. Whokid Woody)

I can't let you handle me
'Cause I'm untouchable
'Cause we're not his feelings
What the fuck you tryna touch him for?
How the fuck you mad at me?
I'm living comfortable
You're supposed to be proud of me
But you ain't feeling nothing though

I can't let you handle me
'Cause I'm untouchable
'Cause we're not his feelings
What the fuck you tryna touch him for?
How the fuck you mad at me?
I'm living comfortable
You're supposed to be proud of me
But you ain't feeling nothing though

I got out and went right in
You niggas still ain't cracking
You ain't gon' make three million dollars
Off a piggybacking
You ran it up in that pandemic
Now you niggas jacking
I got a way to save the Texas
Try to kidnap me
But rolling 'til I'm 50
Still won't hesitate to carry guns

Straight through, but you probably should regroup
'Cause you ain't scaring us
There's that murder music on the corner like I'm Barrington
I shoot up the club like I was shine when he was 21
Back up on my greedy shit, eat everything and scrape the plate
That weapon for the check, shit, bitch I'm Kobe and I'm crazy, ayy
There's that dedication, bitch I'm Weezy in that basin, ayy
Please, don't misperceive it, think it's sweet 'cause I be banging notes

Focus on the music
Let me focus on the shooting
Yeah, drum a game
Bitch, your baby lost in that recruit
You mad that I ain't sign you, oh
I'm mad that I influence you
You hold it in the industry
But everything is new to you

I can't let you handle me
Bitch, I'm untouchable
'Cause we're not his feelings
What the fuck, you tryna touch him for?
How the fuck you mad at me?
I'm living comfortable
You're supposed to be proud of me
But you ain't feeling nothing though

I can't let you handle me
'Cause I'm untouchable
'Cause we're not his feelings
What the fuck, you tryna touch him for?
How the fuck you mad at me?
I'm living comfortable
You're supposed to be proud of me
But you ain't feeling nothing though

Jordan damn president
You know I'm Rob President
You give a fuck about the label
Still a bouncer with this pistol
Niggas can't get close to me
I guess I'm too untouchable
They say it's smoke
Then tell me what you niggas
Steady ducking for

A.O. with the telescope, ordered it from amigos
Get rich and people envy
Go against as you get Peter Rowe
Been a nigga, got my name from
Big B-Z and T to roll
They say they outside
They only gangstar when they pose
Purple hearted soldier, I'm a real baby, low
They know it's fuck the other side
Bitch I'm really from the old

Project Baby, I can order up a whole boatload
You want bombery, hold up, let me call up L4
We don't do no rap cap
Bitch, we only stay fact
Always be across the track
Little dirty nigga, keep a mat
Then we in a flipping shitty
You can't get your nigga back
Birdie like the took in 30s
You can get your ceiling cracked

I can't let you handle me
'Cause I'm untouchable
'Cause we're not his feelings
What the fuck you tryna touch him for?
How the fuck you mad at me?
I'm living comfortable
You're supposed to be proud of me
But you ain't feeling nothing though

I can't let you handle me
'Cause I'm untouchable
'Cause we're not his feelings
What the fuck, you tryna touch him for
How the fuck you mad at me
I'm living comfortable
You're supposed to be proud of me
But you ain't feeling nothing though