[Chorus: Not Klyde]
Yeah (Whee)
She said "Is you wit' it?", I said "Baby, we up," it's up (Whee)
Hey, baby, do not touch me, I cannot be touched (Pew, pew)
I'm from the north to the west, Yeezy raised me, say what's up? (Huh)
These little rappers tryna touch me, baby, I cannot be touched (Hey, hey)
No, no, I cannot be touched (Hey), yeah (Hey), yeah
No, no, I cannot be touched

[Verse 1: Not Klyde]
Light mo' cup, lil' shawty from the island
High rollout, only soar on the weekend
She my cool-cool lil' sip of the high end
I had to bear it to the peak of the mountain
Top of the altar, baby, I do
All the things that God promised, I could show you
Saipan ice in her cup, baby, it's up
Had to rock her band out 'til I put up
You know I had to win the jackpot 'til I cashed out
Had to lay it all down, ain't no cash now
Pickin' through the industry, ain't no cash cap out
He said "Where do you reside?", I said "In my wife's house"

[Chorus: Not Klyde]
Yeah (Whee)
She said "Is you wit' it?", I said "Baby, we up," it's up (Whee)
Hey, baby, do not touch me, I cannot be touched (Pew, pew)
I'm from the north to the west, Yeezy raised me, say what's up? (Huh)
These little rappers tryna touch me, baby, I cannot be touched (Hey, hey)
No, no, I cannot be touched (Hey), yeah (Hey), yeah
No, no, I cannot be touched
[Verse 2: Foggieraw]
I usually don't get nervous as a rap superstar
An African prodigy like the sons of Jafar
Come find 'em like me on the sun or the stars
But to finally find a broad like you? My God
Ooh, my God, ooh, ooh
I got the holiest of spirits, it's been fightin' all along
Got a virtuous conviction not to write it if it's wrong
I'm still an independent shorty on the rest of my songs
And I did what I had to do, I'm justified, uh
Lil' white shawty said a favor album justified
Had to keep my faith like a mustard size, uh
Blessings when He rise, if He die, He's immortalized
Yeah, mirror, mirror on the wall
Could you tell me who the fairest?
"It's you," it was rude of me to teach you all the slide
But I ain't teach you how to wear it, it's true

[Chorus: Not Klyde]
Yeah (Whee)
She said "Is you wit' it?", I said "Baby, we up," it's up (Whee)
Hey, baby, do not touch me, I cannot be touched (Pew, pew)
I'm from the north to the west, Yeezy raised me, say what's up? (Huh)
These little rappers tryna touch me, baby, I cannot be touched (Hey, hey)
No, no, I cannot be touched, yeah, yeah
No, no, I cannot be touched