Trippie Redd
Who You Touch Pt.2
[Intro: Sha EK]
Ayy, JK, hol' on
EMRLD
Who you touch? You ain't do shit
When I walk, gotta walk wit' the grip
They tryna kill me so I got the blick
Who we smokin'? N***a that's a—
Who we smokin'? We smokin' on—
Grrah-grrah-grrah-grrah, gang-gang-gang
OGz the fuck up
Don't run

[Chorus: Sha EK]
Who you touch? You ain't do shit
Everyday, I'ma walk with my grip
They tryna kill me, gotta keep a blick
Who I'm smokin'? I'm smokin' on—
Y'all n***as—, fuck it
Now we gon' smoke on— (grrah-grrah, grrah)
When we upped it had them runnin' Rick
Shit crazy, I done seen real n***as switch
Manrill my brother since I was a jit

[Verse 1: Sha EK & Bandmanrill]
Chico came home tryna fuck on your bitch
I'ma throw up the O, even when I get rich
On gang, y'all n***as pussy
I can't go out like Naz I can't let n***as book me
Chico came home tryna fuck on your bitch
I'ma throw up the O, even when I get rich
On gang (Ayy), y'all n***as pussy (Look)
I can't go out like Naz, I can't let n***as book me (Hol' on, look, wait)
[Verse 2: Bandmanrill]
Can't go, can't lеt n***as pluck me
How that's yo' bitch and that bitch want to fuck me?
On the ground, giving thе yuckys
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 shit
Mabo he got chops and clips
On bro, he tryin' flip that whip
If they play my bro gon' up that sco'
She got her neck up, don't want to fuck
Get to the cheddar, keep you a gun
This big Beretta make a n***a run
All this money, comin' by the ton

[Chorus: Sha EK]
Who you touch? You ain't do shit
Everyday, I'ma walk with my grip
They tryna kill me, gotta keep a blick
Who I'm smokin'? I'm smokin' on—
Y'all n***as—, fuck it
Now we gon' smoke on— (grrah, grrah, grrah)
When we upped it had them runnin' Rick
Shit crazy, I done seen real n***as switch
Manrill my brother since I was a jit
[Verse: Trippie Redd]
With my brothers we smoking that shit
Ride with that Glock, taking that risk
Smokin' on ah, got caught wit out a blick
Can't play with the gang, bro get a grip
That n***a the opps, put a knife in his ribs
Send a kite to his crib
Kick in the door
While ya wife got my dick in her throat
Movie, don't need no remote
Gang shit, know how we rock
Right now I got a girl on my side
And you know that I'm reppin' the fye
And you know you gotta add a lil knock
He know not to play with my name
Catch you in traffic, KIA
Who you touch? You ain't do shit
Choppa on my side, imma use that bitch
You and pussy just one and the same (same)
If I leave I go out with a bang
You know me I'm just—
You know me I'm just T with that flame (grrr, bow)

[Chorus: Sha EK]
Who you touch? You ain't do shit
Everyday, I'ma walk with my grip
They tryna kill me, gotta keep a blick
Who I'm smokin'? I'm smokin' on—
Y'all n***as—, fuck it
Now we gon' smoke on— (grrah-grrah, grrah)
When we upped it had them runnin' Rick
Shit crazy, I done seen real n***as switch
Manrill my brother since I was a jit