Tap In
(专辑: Sell Sole II - 2020)
Hit em with the
Jab Buddah blessed this beat Come to my city, you tap in, no, don't get your backend Most of these niggas be capping, we gon' bring the
racks in Come to my city, you tap in, no, don't get your backend Most of these niggas be capping, we gon' bring the
racks in We got lions, we got tigers, we got choppers at the
door Pull a
TK in that cash, we hit him three times in a
row I
don't know about yours, but my niggas, they on go And we higher than a
bitch for anybody who want smoke Yes, I
took that nigga bitch, I
gave her back, she was broke Rocking all of this designer, it don't come out in the
store If I
tell it how it is I
could never get exposed Fuck that Internet beef, I
rather hit you on the
phone I
don't feel like getting dressed, I
prolly come out in the
Rover Had to cut a
bitch off, she was playing with her nose That's your bitch, but she was playing with the
bros Nigga, no snitch, we be talking in that code, like You snitched, why them people at your door, like? Nigga, you folded, you told it Yeah, and everybody knows it Yeah, I
said, "Everybody knows it" (Yeah) All of my bitches the
baddest, we don't do fake asses Some of my niggas be trapping, some of my niggas be scamming Long as they getting that salad, long as that getting that cabbage You bitches is, woo Come to my city, you tap in, no, don't get your backend Most of these niggas be capping, we gon' bring the
racks in Come to my city, you tap in, no, don't get your backend Most of these niggas be capping, we gon' bring the
racks in We got lions, we got tigers, we got choppers at the
door Pull a
TK in that cash, we hit him three times in a
row I
don't know about yours, but my niggas, they on go And we higher than a
bitch for anybody who want smoke Yeah, Ric' doing sixty, I'm getting fifty, I
want forty Can trust these bitches, might be there when that shit important Yeah, I
know they be hating, I
have no, I
keep it on me Yeah, I
say I'ma pay her, really gon' play her, end of story I
done drove 'em and crashed 'em, I'm talking Benzes, talking Porsches All my niggas get active, you try to run up, they escort ya My bitches passing their courses, I'm thugging, fucking, endorsing My cousin called it extortion, I
barely try niggas, force 'em I'm lit, I'm lit, I'm lit, got DeJ back on her shit Won't squash beef with no lame until I
fuck his bitch They still chasing that clout, I'm still serving my route I
just ordered a
thousand, thumb that shit under my couch Still got bricks all in my house once I
move on, I'm out Put my dick in her mouth, I
don't love 'em or cuff 'em .41s on me, both bussing When I
come in your spot I
back end, niggas know that bag, yeah Come to my city, you tap in, no, don't get your backend Most of these niggas be capping, we gon' bring the
racks in Come to my city, you tap in, no, don't get your backend Most of these niggas be capping, we gon' bring the
racks in We got lions, we got tigers, we got choppers at the
door (Ayy) Pull a
TK in that cash, we hit him three times in a
row I
don't know about yours, but my niggas, they on go (Hey, they TCG, ayy) And we higher than a
bitch for anybody who want smoke (Ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy, now look) We some apes who move, dawg, I
keep Draco for my breth' Pussy nigga hit my line, why is you in my DM? Instagram gon' be the
death of Internet niggas and friends Fucked your bitch and gave her back, she had a
Love Jones for my mans I'ma tell the
truth, remember when the
rope was wrapped around me? Bitches love me 'cause I
lie with 'em but don't cap around 'em Hit your hood in my new foreign, I
might do some laps around ya Ain't gotta up this MAC while I'm on Mac with DeJ, attract them commons Okay, woo, woo, there it is (Oh, yeah) Suppressor, I
don't know how that bitch sounding Your bitch got you out here pouting, made you leave her in a
lost and found East side nigga, big, almighty, pop a
Perc', make her pull a
all-nighter Make a
nigga jit with this rifle, let me see your book work I
tried to tell ya we had poles, glad I
ain't know ya' Pussy nigga getting exposed, thought I
ain't know ya' (Hm, hm, hm-hm-hm-hm) (Hm-hm-hm-hm) But now it's over, you niggas is, ugh Come to my city, you tap in, no, don't get your backend Most of these niggas be capping, we gon' bring the
racks in Come to my city, you tap in, no, don't get your backend Most of these niggas be capping, we gon' bring the
racks in We got lions, we got tigers, we got choppers at the
door Pull a
TK in that cash, we hit him three times in a
row I
don't know about yours, but my niggas, they on go And we higher than a
bitch for anybody who want smoke