Leane - Touch the Sky (feat. NJC) Lyrics

Bad bitch she mine

Let's touch the sky
Hit this N fly
Bad bitch she mine (She mine she mine she)
Let's touch the sky
T-T-Touch the sky
P-P-Pull up on ya bitch
N glide
F*ck f*ck
F*ckin' on a kid like
Slide (She mine she mine she)
St-St-Stuntin' around cloud 9 (Yeah yeah yeah)

She got that
Got that glock Between her thighs (Her thighs)
She buss it out
She make it scream N cry
(She cry she cry she cry)
Girl I love you don't be tellin lies (She lie she is she)
Or imma f*ck ya girl
She hit my line
(My line my line)
Up all night never stay down (No)
Been a lot time since she stay round (Yeah)
Momma said be strong on the playground
(Huh)
This a cold world son it ain't play fair (No)
That's why I gotta drip like Rick Flair (Yeah)
Keep a circle small I ain't got squares (What)
Only ones from block
Yeah trust rare (Yeah)
I'm Runnin out of time
I ain't got spare
Uh huh
I gotta keep a tool round
Case bae wanna X or a new clown
F*ck boy wana smoke my new Cal
Bitch said imma dog wanna scoop now?
Yeah
Yeah
Triple C wit tha smackdown
Uh
Wanna f*ck wit me get the Mac round
Huh
3 Piece N Fry like I'm Matt Brown
Uh
Lil hoe wanna f*ck put ya back down
Yuh

Let's touch the sky
Hit this N fly
Bad bitch she mine (She mine she mine she)
Let's touch the sky
T-T-Touch the sky
P-P-Pull up on ya bitch
N glide
F*ck f*ck
F*ckin' on a kid like
Slide (She mine she mine she)
St-St-Stuntin' around cloud 9 (Yeah yeah yeah)

Hunnid rack humid rack
Blue on a motherf*ckin bitches bag (Yeah yeah)
Gucci Goyard and Louis on a duffle bag (Uh uh)
Hoped off a jet got jet lag (Whoah whoah)
Bought a bitch a brand-new Burken bag (Yeah)
Your whole mind I took it like I'm playing tag (Uh)
Now I'm at the top of the game just check the stats (Whoah)
All these diamonds too bright you can't look at (Yeah yeah)
Running to the bag like a running back (Whoah whoah whoah)
Uh
F*ck all the haters I could say that I made it (That's facts)
Bad bitch leave her back aching
Use count allowance in my moms basement
Now I'm in the hills in the foreigns racing (Skrt)
50 Thousand on a VS bracelet (Water)
Thank the lord I'm so gracious
Dissing me that's so tasteless
Uh