TOUCHÉ Lyrics – Rich Amiri

Read the complete TOUCHÉ Lyrics by Rich Amiri along with song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Rich Amiri’s music, you can also explore STORMI DANIELS and THATS IT, two other songs by Rich Amiri.

[Chorus]
They be tryna’ fu*k me for my cash she done lost her mind
Silencer up on the Glock 30 it won’t make a sound
They was faking back then, its gettin hard to fake it now
If she wanna’ go out with me Ima’ take her down
Yeah, yeah I got the whip roarin
It’s a ‘rari Testarossa boy you can’t afford it
Yeah Amiri cooking up the heat I got it boiling
Rapper say he run the city up b!tch I’m snoring

[Verse]
Play it safe, keep it quiet I don’t got nun’ to say

Hit her out my place, when she leave her content get erased
Not tryna’ catch a case but if he keep on staring Ima’ face ’em
I know that your bae’ but if she keep on staring Ima’ take her
We eat out at Nobu thats a thousand dollar plate
Yeah, I was overseas for tour now I’m back up in the states
Rolling up exotic only thing that keep me ‘sane
Yeah, pull up in that Batmobile feel like Bruce Wayne
Yeah, shawty steady fu*king with me new thing
Green tip, 556, it knock a n!gga (??) pain
Half a hunnid’ racks what I made in 2 days
She a smart b!tch she did me how I did her two shade

[Chorus]
They be tryna’ fu*k me for my cash she done lost her mind
Silencer up on the Glock 30 it won’t make a sound
They was faking back then, its gettin hard to fake it now
Huh, If she wanna’ go out with me Ima’ take her down
Yeah, yeah I got the whip roarin
It’s a ‘rari Testarossa boy you can’t afford it
Yeah Amiri cooking up the heat I got it boiling
Rapper say he run the city up b!tch I’m snoring

[Verse 2]
Don’t know nobody, yeah she want me, she on my body
I been on Rodeo spending cash like its a hobby

Run off with your s*it I’d like to see you try and stop me
Pillow talking to your friends bae thats where you lost me
Yeah, walk in fly as hell I know they notice me
She keep grabbing on my pants I told her when we home we gon’ make a movie
Pour the four I feel it going through me
Clothes galore, I mix Ysl with Ksubi
The way that I slide on a broad I feel like Toosii
Ima’ get another hoe if this one won’t do it
Collect these checks like Nike best believe I’m gon’ do it

[Chorus]
They be tryna’ fu*k me for my cash she done lost her mind
Silencer up on the Glock 30 s*it won’t make a sound
They was faking back then, s*it its gettin hard to fake it now
If she wanna’ go out with me Ima’ take her down
Yeah, yeah I got the whip (??) It’s a ‘rari Testarossa boy you can’t afford this
Yeah Amiri cooking up the heat I got it boiling
Rapper say he run the city up b!tch I’m snoring