Don t touch my

Intro I was walking down the street Drinkin my black tea boba And this bitch... oh NO NO NO NO NO THIS BITCH HAD THE NERVE,THE AUDACITY to touch my motherfucking hair Do NOT touch my hair No, nonononono okay? Hook Don't touch my hair, ho Or my chinchilla coat (x4) Verse 1 Don't touch my hair ho Don't touch, don't touch my hair ho It's real out here in the field bitch And I'm a fucking scarecrow I'll scare these birds away ho Your bitch is on my pay roll I get that money like my name was Sonny But I don't ever share though My weave costs more than your 4 door I'm slipping on chinchilla coats I'm finna go guerrilla though I'm shippin' out Brazilian coke I'm making that dinero Stay dipped in gold like Pharaoh Mothafucka I swear though Don't touch my fucking hair ho Hook Verse 2 Don't touch my hair, my coat, my car, my ho, my drugs, my money You touch my hair, my girls, my clothes Then this shit won't be funny But if you cool I'll let you touch your tongue on my punani And if you lick it right you'll hit the apple seed like Johnny Cash rules everything around me bitch I'm high, had a pill and brownie Got a hide out way out in Downy Cuz I got a board in every county So bitch beware ho I'm not sure if you care ho I'll wipe you out like Nair ho Don't touch my fucking hair ho Hook Outro I can't believe she did that Now why she had to did that See that's the type of shit that's gonna make a bitch get bitch slapped I don't believe she did that Man, why she have to did that The next time that you touch my weave I'll push your fucking wig back