UNTOUCHABLE

Lyrics: Lavanda Gilbert/Maxie L Ryles III/Jonathan Resto Quiñones Music: Lavanda Gilbert/Maxie L Ryles III/Jonathan Resto Quiñones Untouchable, if I call you my brother I ****ed with you If I got a gun and I'm comfortable I'm in the game I'm getting a W All these bitches is coming through They leaving faster than Lunchables A ****er should say I'm in love with you Don't work then I'm bustin' another move I give'em none but pressure and pain I'ma always keep my head in the game I'll never buy a regular chain Or do somethin' fake to better my name Opportunities gon' better the game I need a bitch that gave head on a plane Me and my steppers ain't steppin' the same None of my killers are stressin' the same Glock on my hip Lord of kickin', come to kickbox I'll beat your ass up in this party like you Chris Rock Glock with a switch Hit your body, make you Millie Rock You want a viral moment? We'll put your ass on TikTok How'bout the Roy with the stick? Take'em on the run if you gon' mistrap See the opps you bout to clip out Bout to always keep you shooting Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Better always keep your shit runnin' (yeah) Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (yeah) Better always keep your shit runnin' Hop of the top like Jack in the box I use the roof for cash and the opp Nigga is lying and cappin' a lot No, I ain't dying, I grab the Glocks I think you mentioned what happened to Doc How do you mention when I happen to Doc? (How do you mention when I happen to Doc?) I never mention what happened to nigga And them nigga happen to be opps I see them nigga partying with (shhh) Go get my mask and I'm back in the spot (huh) If a nigga get shot in his (huh) Boom! Know it's not special effects I done turned up every spot in the city And none of them nigga got next to me yet I stick a perk and I'm back in effect I put the toughest shooter to the test I never tell'em what's happening next If you let'em near, I'll cap you to death (let's go!) Yeah, if you let'em near, I'll cap you death (huh) Yeah, yeah, if you let'em there, cap you death, uh Fivio see the opps up in the spot, we let off a few shots Caught'em lacking, nigga smoke your ass like you was moon rocks' That's your man, he live in the Jets Me and my nigga, we hoppin' in jets I make shots, makin' a mess Headshot'cause he wearin' a vest We we walk through the city, you know how we step Far side west, you know where we rep Ain't takin' no pictures, ain't see when we left Hop in the foreign, I'm bangin' the left Untouchable, if I call you my brother I ****ed with you If I got a gun and I'm comfortable I'm in the game I'm getting a W All these bitches is coming through They leaving faster than Lunchables A ****er should say I'm in love with you Don't work then I'm bustin' another move I give'em none but pressure and pain I'ma always keep my head in the game I'll never buy a regular chain Or do somethin' fake to better my name Opportunities gon' better the game I need a bitch that gave head on a plane Me and my steppers ain't steppin' the same None of my killers are stressin' the same Como al Pacino El perico cocino Vistiéndome fino Bottega moshcino En la calle domino A nadie me le inclino Somos asesinos La ganga de latinos En el fuego camino Tu vida terminó Te cambio el destino Yo soy El padrino Diamantes albinos Gafas Valentino Y tu puta se orinó Cuando ella se vino Yo fumo exótico, vuelo sin tráfico, Ya tu sabes cómo Casper flow Mágico Me tiran fotos y no soy político Baje con Prada y versace Flow gráfico en el cielo sin tener que morir Prendí los palos y te vas a morir Cannabis, pistolas y prendas exotic Soy arte, soy moda, BITCH Diamantes azules, parecen de avatar Cómo Wisin y Yandel eso es Rakata Quiero una dominicana bn ratata Quiero una venezolana de Caracas Que juege con mis bolas como maracas Conmigo fumas exotic no jaraka Cuando chingamos eso es Plakata x5 Le meto Kbron sin tener que forzarla Esa culo tuyo baby me desarma Ella se moja de tan solo mirarla Y cuando me baila Parece que habla Se trepa encima No hay forma de pararla Y yo sin frenos No pienso bajarla El cuerpo tiembla No puedo soltarla lo que hace es arte No pienso juzgarla Untouchable, if I call you my brother I ****ed with you If I got a gun and I'm comfortable I'm in the game I'm getting a W All these bitches is coming through They leaving faster than Lunchables A ****er should say I'm in love with you Don't work then I'm bustin' another move I give'em none but pressure and pain I'ma always keep my head in the game I'll never buy a regular chain Or do somethin' fake to better my name Opportunities gon' better the game I need a bitch that gave head on a plane Me and my steppers ain't steppin' the same None of my killers are stressin' the same Boom!