Touch My 10 *

Intro

One two

Check the mic gon' kick

Chorus

Ain't even touch my ten yet lil'

My pockets geeked past the ceiling

Dry-swallow four bars off the weary

Bass rip the trunk out the eardrum

Chains draggin' down my collar bone

Double black-diamond cut my chest

You still owe me from the last loan

Hand me that rack or I show red

Verse

Cracked a fresh pint of the Tris

Taste that muddy through the filter

Booted off the tonka while she twirlin'

Wit' her legs up like a spider

Fronted three bands at the botique

Two same shades just to flex 'em

Left the engine humming by the door

Idling still while I'm countin' racks

Headed lane-cut quick through the junction

Skrrt right off the concrete divider

Scrapin' rims sparks 'til the fire

Parked the truck (skrrt) right on the grass

Hotel safe got a whole lil' stack

Slid the thousands in 'fore I dip

She gon' hit my line I ain't pick up

Old friend callin' I ain't wit' it

Every window got a shadow watchin'

Every blink got a lens trackin' me

Ion trust the light or the speaker

Ion trust the floor or the ceiling

Bought her things then I traced the address

Red alert every time I'm movin'

Geeked enough I don't even blink twice

Blick on the seat if they come runnin'

Chorus

Ain't even touch my ten yet lil'

My pockets geeked past the ceiling

Dry-swallow four bars off the weary

Bass rip the trunk out the eardrum

Chains draggin' down my collar bone

Double black-diamond cut my chest

You still owe me from the last loan

Hand me that rack or I show red

Outro

Ack... errr

Heh. Fuck quiet.