DONT TOUCH ME

(Don't touch me) (Don't touch me)
One more time let's go
(Don't touch me)
(Don't touch me asshole)
What the fuck goin on
Hehehe
(Shit shit)

Time to get it off my chest
I know I'm the one, when I'm looking at the rest
Travel round the world, lately I been feelin blessed
Put in all the work, now Balenci on the vest
Dak ix-xoghol kollu kemm batejna issa lest
Lest biex niehu kollox dak li xtaqt is-success
Best to ever do it, from the East to the West
Talk down on the names, know we coming for they necks

Now it's funny to me
Now I didn't know they be coming to me
Asking me for tips and favors like it's something to me
Put in all that work, now it's comin to me (bitch)
Wooo

I'm a rapstar, tell em I buss the window swerve off in a cop car
See two hundred on the dash, feel like nascar
That your baby runnin to me, she a trapstar
I got racks up in the safe in case I'm blackbo
Like I'm blocked since i'm chocking from the blackboard
Writing all my thoughts down manifestin
Shoot a 3 I'm a swish you a back boy

Time to get it off my chest
I know I'm the one, when I'm looking at the rest
Travel round the world, lately I been feelin blessed
Put in all the work now Balenci on the vest
Dak ix-xoghol kollu kemm batejna issa lest
Lest biex niehu kollox dak li xtaqt is-success
Best to ever do it from the East to the West
Talk down on the names, know we coming for they necks

(Woo woo woo)
(Fuck your mother Fuck her)
(Fuck off)
(Hudu kemm trid ir-ritratt hudu HUDU)
(Purcinell)



Credits
Writer(s): Lydon Borg Bonaci
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