Lyrics
[Intro]
(The Glo)
Miles: Me, DreDay and Mikey have a new song.
(Yeah!)
And we want to shoot the music video, right now.
(Who wants to be in the video? Who wants to be in it?)
[Verse 1: Miles Minnick]
Ay, back, but I’m never back to relaxing
I was getting straight to it through the backing
When they let me in the game that was taxing
Started lifting His name and I was traction
Out of state and they say we got an accent
God got me heavy stepping through the traffic
Green lights when the red lights flashing
We determined to make a blood turn Baptist
Get out my lane, bro, we bumper to bumper
Slop after slop, dropping slump after slump
Like that R&B singer, we walk down the summer
Bounce off the whip on the bridge going dumber
[Chorus]
Don’t touch me, brother
Don’t touch me, brother
Don’t touch me, brother
You don’t want these brothers
Can’t touch me, brother
I don’t want none of them busters
We all on some other
And that’s on my mother
[Verse 2: Lul Dreday]
Hold up, move back, need space, please don’t touch me
I make the devil back it up like I’m Mustaine
Do work, I walked out of church feeling lovely
Compromise? Is you out your mind, bro? You must be
Ay, God with me, I’ma say a prayer before I go out
Ay, if it’s for the Lord, I’ma show out
Hustle with my brothers, you will never see no poll out
This the winning team, check the score, it’s a blowout
Haha, we the squad again
I took the ball to the touch, you wanna go again?
Giving all the glory to my Father, feeling bold again
They say they want another slap, here we go again
[Chorus]
Don’t touch me, brother
Don’t touch me, brother
Don’t touch me, brother
You don’t want these brothers
Can’t touch me, brother
I don’t want none of them busters
We all on some other
And that’s on my mother
[Verse 3: Mikevso]
Ain’t no weapon formed against it, shall not touch me
Took a shot, he didn’t miss, that boy worsty
Where’s this devil smith, the guy you can’t cuff me?
We in this thing, get it going, get it jump, a Bug Bunny
It’s the middle of the summer, we the coldest
When you know now, you know, it’s the Glo, you finna know it’s now
They pass me the ball 'cause they know that I’ma hold it down
I’m in the ring, fight night, I’m finna throw it down
I’m swabbing on the devil, Mike Tyson
The Lord is my coach, when He speaks it’s like lightning
I’m floating like a butterfly, stinging like some mighty
I belong to the Lord, don’t touch me, don’t try me
[Chorus]
Don’t touch me, brother
Don’t touch me, brother
Don’t touch me, brother
You don’t want these brothers
Can’t touch me, brother
I don’t want none of them busters
We all on some other
And that’s on my mother