🎵 Touch It (Remix) // by Zotiyac

2 ContributorsTouch It (Remix) Lyrics [Intro: Zotiyac] Gang Ayy [Verse 1: Zotiyac & Heist] Why the fuck would I bust a rhyme? I'd rather bust the nine I'd rather bust on a MILF 'cause I love the moms Ice on me, touch it get killed, if you wanna try Walking with a big drum, beat you like a trumpet Homie better get 'cause we with all that fuck shit Pop 'em so he can't run Fuck to all that gossip Blow me then you kissed her Forty on me, by my side homie Hit 'em then he cried duckin' 'cause I drive-by Pussy, he got nine lives Catch 'em in his driveway, foenem finna walk by Potato on the barrel 'cause the nigga was a small fry [Verse 2: Heist & Zotiyac] Words picking the soul It hurts living, a curb his host Kicking it, kill shit, not feeling it Popping these pills, tweaking I'm off one Imagine the top gun, no mag' or a full drum, I'm blowing shit Holdin' shit, it's manufactured to fracture the lower rib Blood gettin' cold as bollotin' frozen the ocean floor Soak up horror token the motion, I'm slidin' overboard Show you war, but I'll be the one debt 'cause I owe you more [Verse 3: Heist & Zotiyac] Speaking with my demons, don't need a part of a Ouiji board Keep the score floating on yo' bitch like I'm a hoverboard She a whore, wanna get some condoms from the liquor store Got a sore, nigga wanna pop then he gettin' sored I'm inhuman, end of the conclusion Intrudin' get you a contusion Inducing, uncontrollable body movement Shotty shootin' out top of the roof, do not be stupid 'Cause we dispose of the bodies the way the Nazi's do it And fuck a suicide mission, the Kamikazes do it The Maserati outside, I pop you, and hop into it They not assumin' I did it 'cause I'on gotta do it [Verse 4: Heist & Zotiyac] The flock of murder nobody really could fuck with Open up your eyes, I been adapted to the function Yes I bring the ruckus, move with all that fuck shit Nigga grab the heater like the Amish I'ma shun shit Ayy, “Swiper, no swiper” They say, “Zoti' don't shoot me” Nigga tried to run up, but he slipped like a roofie Slidin' with the ruger, and I slid it in his coofie XD, movie clip, niggas be too goofy And maybe you could really see it expressing my demons Dropped the ho off 'cause I filled it up with semen No, I do not mean it Show the love and greet it Yeah, I get it on, yeah she looking George, Regina [Verse 5: Zotiyac & Heist] Needles and pins, you receiving a evil descent Leak from within' when I squeeze .223 at yo' chin You screamin' again 'cause you deep in yo' thinkin' again Treatment was minimal, criminal he gon' blood wit' his men, fuck Duck, grab the pump in from the trunk Yeah, we grab that pussy nigga feelin' outta luck Yeah, he feel the region He the legion for the gun Shootin' at the opps Yeah, that pussy bleedin' when he run I been through a lot of shit, honestly can say that bitches only good to swallow dick You get to tweakin' in my inbox, get unfollowed bitch Whip the D-E, it get pulled I'ma throttle shit Carpool wit' yo' kids drivin' off a cliff Ditch that shit last minute then I disregard the shit [Verse 6: Heist & Zotiyac] Wit' the heater, Fast Five, Paul Walker shi' Shell case, bullet hole Yeah, it's goin through yo' shit See a dead body Here's Johnny 'bout to stomp a bitch Yeah, I'm feelin top notch Slip a pill I'm feelin' it Ayy, I'm lettin' the Glock hit I ride on my Pac shit Boy he don't pop sticks, he just make pop hits Picture the last days, imagine the pandemonium I'll be the only one standing up with no podium Loading up like sodium, scoping outta the stadium I get active like radium, he get flipped like gymnasium You thought you was the crazy one Nigga more like the Brady Bunch I hop out wit' a crazy gun, this shit holding like eighty some Now they all like "Damn son, where you get that from?" You think you the man huh? Boy put down that gun