Midas Touch

(OK is the hardest, I swear to God)
(We gon' be OK)
(We gon' be OK, we gon' be OK)

Huh, let me start this off
Fuck them niggas that be dissing me
I been in the back, with two cups filled with promethazine
They wan' see me glow
I been blowing O's
Niggas, they be stalking on my page to see my flows

Huh, huh, yeah
Huh, huh, yeah
Niggas been playing me, I'm boutta spaz on the beat, what the fuck is you saying?
Shawty wan' link and then all of a sudden she going on ghost, who the fuck is she playing?
Swerving the road and I'm giving the finger to Jake's, who the fuck is they thinking they saving?
Brother made 20 thousand bands
Contra-contraband
Midas touch, I got the fucking golden hand
Spaz on this shit like I'm going Super Saiyan
Been stabbed in the back, I don't trust nobody man
Bullets gon' fly, they go (Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo)
Get my bro Zeke to go shoot at you, shoot at you
Nigga wan' beef with the Garden, that's typical
Next time you mention me, don't do subliminals

Huh, let me start this off
Fuck them niggas that be dissing me
I been in the back, with two cups filled with promethazine
They wan' see me glow
I been blowing O's
Niggas, they be stalking on my page to see my flows
Huh, let me start this off
Fuck them niggas that be dissing me
I been in the back, with two cups filled with promethazine
They wan' see me glow
I been blowing O's
Niggas, they be stalking on my page to see my flows (Huh, yeah)

When I'm flying out to space, I hope I let you know
These niggas never on my pace, these niggas going slow
Like get the fuck up out my face if you ain't trying to blow
Destined for greatness, can't let all these niggas make me slow
I-I got some niggas waiting for me just to drop some heat
That nigga faking all his streams, man you obsolete
What's funny, he was begging for me just to be a feat'
And if he say he didn't, huh, I got all receipts

Yeah
GC, #ALLWHITEHEARTS, lil nigga
Garden's Collective type shit
Lil bitch



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Writer(s): Kese Ubi
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