This is a song about "Cant touch me"

You cant leech me, you cant speech me,

Third ward general, young cash money

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Forget yall ima do me everyday yall cant touch me

Can't touch me, can't even close

Ain't no women at the shows

U kids can touch me im walkin in a cloak/

The street slang i be speakin in code

Summertime in the city

No you cant hide from me

And nobody cant touch me when am on the floor.

We used a andy warhol to paint the decor

Your touch makes me burn up inside

Whether you wrong or you right

This is my high rap, you cant even touch my high stacks.

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats