don't touch my hair hoe

i was walking down the street

drinkin' my black tea boba

and this bitch--oh no no no no!

this bitch had the nerve

the audacity

to touch my motherfucking hair

do not touch my hair! no

nonononono

okay?

don't touch my hair

ho

or my chinchilla coat

don't touch my hair ho

don't touch

don't touch my hair ho

it's real out here in the field bitch

and i'm a fucking scarecrow

i'll scare these birds away

ho

your bitch is on my payroll

i get that money like my name was sonny

but i don't ever share though

my weave costs more than your 4 door

i'm slipping on chinchilla coats

i'm finna go guerrilla though

i'm shippin' out brazilian coke

i'm making that dinero

stay dipped in gold like pharaoh

mothafucka

i swear though

don't touch my fucking hair

ho

don't touch my hair

my coat

my car

my ho

my drugs

my money

you touch my hair

my girls

my clothes

then this shit won't be funny

but if you cool

i'll let you touch your tongue on my punani

and if you lick it right you'll hit the apple seed like johnny

cash rules everything around me

bitch

i'm high

had a pill and brownie

got a hideout way out in downy cause i got a warrant in every county

so bitch beware

ho

i'm not sure if you care ho

i'll wipe you out like nair

ho

don't touch my fucking hair ho

i can't believe she did that

now why she had to did that?

see

that's the type of shit that's gonna make a bitch get bitch slapped

i don't believe she did that

man

why she had to did that?

the next time that you touch my weave

i'll push your fucking wig back