Golden touch like king midas
Boy I Got the hands like street fighter
I'm like reptar you an ankle biter
I flex hard and I dont get tired
Triple digits on my dashboard
If I slip up then it's gonna be a crash course
Pull up to the function just to go back out the back door
Always with my team now we lookin like a task force
I'm that punk kid with the push start
I got blue eyes with a dark heart
I spit fire got a new spark
You can get toasted like a pop tart
Stutter bricks in my right arm
Rock it out like I'm a rockstar
I've been going in I've been going hard
Got my sights on the top charts
Like go bro what's the deal with you
Goku black my tennis shoes
They used to overlook me now they asking for an interview
New friends and new girls all tryna know me
Where was all of y'all when I was feeling loney
Bitch I keep that blade yeah I feel like yajirobe
And I always keep it on me slice your boyfriend like bologna
Yeah I slice him like bologna
Cut them bitches open like they
Cans of ravioli
Now they talking on my name
(They talking on my name)
But I feed off the hate
(But I feed off the hate)
I hope it never change
(hope it never change)
I hope it stay the same
Now they talking on my name
But I feed off the hate
I hope it never change
I hope it stay the-
Golden touch like king midas
Boy I Got the hands like street fighter
I'm like reptar you an ankle biter
I flex hard and I dont get tired
Triple digits on my dashboard
If I slip up then it's gonna be a crash course
Pull up to the function just to go back out the back door
Always with my team now we lookin like a task force
They thinking that I'm not seeing what you doing
I'm making my moves and I'm always improving
I jump in the ring and I'm giving the bruising
They think that they hard but it's all an illusion
They said I wont do it so I had to prove it
Now I'm putting everything into the music
And I'm never losing cause I don't move stupid
I lost my patience now I'm feeling ruthless
I'm losing my mind I'm out of my head
Every single night feels like I am dead
Running the pic just forever on read
In a text that'll never be said
I'll I can think Is "I don't wanna go through that again"
I don't wanna go through that again
I don't wanna go through that again
Go-go-
Golden touch like king midas
Boy I Got the hands like street fighter
I'm like reptar you an ankle biter
I flex hard and I dont get tired
Triple digits on my dashboard
If I slip up then it's gonna be a crash course
Pull up to the function just to go back out the back door
Always with my team now we lookin like a task force
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Golden touch like king midas
Boy I Got the hands like street fighter
I'm like reptar you an ankle biter
I flex hard and I dont get tired
Triple digits on my dashboard
If I slip up then it's gonna be a crash course
Pull up to the function just to go back out the back door
Always with my team now we lookin like a task force
I'm that punk kid with the push start
I got blue eyes with a dark heart
I spit fire got a new spark
You can get toasted like a pop tart
Stutter bricks in my right arm
Rock it out like I'm a rockstar
I've been going in I've been going hard
Got my sights on the top charts
Like go bro what's the deal with you
Goku black my tennis shoes
They used to overlook me now they asking for an interview
New friends and new girls all tryna know me
Where was all of y'all when I was feeling loney
Bitch I keep that blade yeah I feel like yajirobe
And I always keep it on me slice your boyfriend like bologna
Yeah I slice him like bologna
Cut them bitches open like they
Cans of ravioli
Now they talking on my name
(They talking on my name)
But I feed off the hate
(But I feed off the hate)
I hope it never change
(hope it never change)
I hope it stay the same
Now they talking on my name
But I feed off the hate
I hope it never change
I hope it stay the-
Golden touch like king midas
Boy I Got the hands like street fighter
I'm like reptar you an ankle biter
I flex hard and I dont get tired
Triple digits on my dashboard
If I slip up then it's gonna be a crash course
Pull up to the function just to go back out the back door
Always with my team now we lookin like a task force
They thinking that I'm not seeing what you doing
I'm making my moves and I'm always improving
I jump in the ring and I'm giving the bruising
They think that they hard but it's all an illusion
They said I wont do it so I had to prove it
Now I'm putting everything into the music
And I'm never losing cause I don't move stupid
I lost my patience now I'm feeling ruthless
I'm losing my mind I'm out of my head
Every single night feels like I am dead
Running the pic just forever on read
In a text that'll never be said
I'll I can think Is "I don't wanna go through that again"
I don't wanna go through that again
I don't wanna go through that again
Go-go-
Golden touch like king midas
Boy I Got the hands like street fighter
I'm like reptar you an ankle biter
I flex hard and I dont get tired
Triple digits on my dashboard
If I slip up then it's gonna be a crash course
Pull up to the function just to go back out the back door
Always with my team now we lookin like a task force
Boy I Got the hands like street fighter
I'm like reptar you an ankle biter
I flex hard and I dont get tired
Triple digits on my dashboard
If I slip up then it's gonna be a crash course
Pull up to the function just to go back out the back door
Always with my team now we lookin like a task force
I'm that punk kid with the push start
I got blue eyes with a dark heart
I spit fire got a new spark
You can get toasted like a pop tart
Stutter bricks in my right arm
Rock it out like I'm a rockstar
I've been going in I've been going hard
Got my sights on the top charts
Like go bro what's the deal with you
Goku black my tennis shoes
They used to overlook me now they asking for an interview
New friends and new girls all tryna know me
Where was all of y'all when I was feeling loney
Bitch I keep that blade yeah I feel like yajirobe
And I always keep it on me slice your boyfriend like bologna
Yeah I slice him like bologna
Cut them bitches open like they
Cans of ravioli
Now they talking on my name
(They talking on my name)
But I feed off the hate
(But I feed off the hate)
I hope it never change
(hope it never change)
I hope it stay the same
Now they talking on my name
But I feed off the hate
I hope it never change
I hope it stay the-
Golden touch like king midas
Boy I Got the hands like street fighter
I'm like reptar you an ankle biter
I flex hard and I dont get tired
Triple digits on my dashboard
If I slip up then it's gonna be a crash course
Pull up to the function just to go back out the back door
Always with my team now we lookin like a task force
They thinking that I'm not seeing what you doing
I'm making my moves and I'm always improving
I jump in the ring and I'm giving the bruising
They think that they hard but it's all an illusion
They said I wont do it so I had to prove it
Now I'm putting everything into the music
And I'm never losing cause I don't move stupid
I lost my patience now I'm feeling ruthless
I'm losing my mind I'm out of my head
Every single night feels like I am dead
Running the pic just forever on read
In a text that'll never be said
I'll I can think Is "I don't wanna go through that again"
I don't wanna go through that again
I don't wanna go through that again
Go-go-
Golden touch like king midas
Boy I Got the hands like street fighter
I'm like reptar you an ankle biter
I flex hard and I dont get tired
Triple digits on my dashboard
If I slip up then it's gonna be a crash course
Pull up to the function just to go back out the back door
Always with my team now we lookin like a task force
Writer: Michael Stephenson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid