Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Touchable, artist - Drakeo The Ruler. Date of issue: 06.12.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Touchable |
| Hunnid on the chop, if you with him then you touchable |
| Used to slap his music till I found out he was touchin' kids |
| Weird niggas all up on my line, where you find this beat? |
| And all the glitter from yo' neck is blinding me, shit |
| I guess it’s time for me to speak my truth now |
| This nina got a dick on it, I’m aiming it at RuPaul |
| Dilated pupils, .45's no rugers |
| Mr. big bank buddha, that’s Mr. big back uchie |
| Big back uchie face, Mae Ling, Susan Lee |
| Oh God, I just love just what you do to me |
| My hitman actually went to school with me |
| I don’t want no paisas in my jewelry |
| I don’t have no time for no buffoonery |
| Nice long ruler clips, my mansion’s in the Hills |
| I’ll headshot any nigga tryna cancel beef |
| Police ass niggas, in my ear, stop harassing me |
| Catastrophes, tragedies, bullets coming at rapid speed |
| Five thousand hunnids on a mattress please, add it up |
| These rap niggas corny, I’ll slap the shit out 'em |
| This is a stupid chop gotta got held back a few classes |
| Niggas seen a pump, then he scream he got asthma |
| Even store runners can learn about gymnastics |
| It’s three hundred in a duffle you know bitch do a backflip |
| Lyin' bout shit he don’t do, he’s the captain |
| Capper, I came with the flu flammers and jackers |
| I’m a demon, ghetto heathen, believe me |
| Beat it him with a grey bag, blood all up in Neiman’s |
| Leave a nigga like a scarecrow, tonight is like Jeepers Creepers |
| Two letters on a chop made him sing like Justin Bieber |
| Oh, how many bodies you got? |
| I don’t believe you |
| Put these tips on you, I’ll split your rig, run-up |
| Man, this chop got Bruce Lee kick on it |
| Like his ass in time out, you notice I’ll put a switch on him |
| I’m from the Stinc Team, and we don’t do big homies |
| Finna slide on they block, yes indeed this when thugs cry |
| He wanted to at me on Twitter and be a tough guy, dumbass |
| I’d advise you to block me |
| Chop hitting harder than Balboa Rocky |
| Street sweeper but I came in with a mop stick |
| Bitch you really don’t want no beef, you should drop it |
| Just dance Tommy the clown ass nigga |
| R.I.P. |
| with the pound right it front out |
| Paint a nigga, you a clown is your crusty? |
| Disgusting, fuck me, I should have been on Musty |
| Funny ass niggas all look like Chris Tucker |
| Rush Hour bitch I’m looking for Juntao, I’m finna bust em |
| Mae Ling, Soo Young, my watch is not two tone |
| Bald head Caillou’s, I need all the blue ones |
| I spent my life running from shooting newton |
| Pull the Double R to the block, to do it to em |
| The Ruler |
| We Know the Truth |
| We know what’s going on |
| Touchable nigga, mhm |