Tap In

Lyrics

[Intro] (Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat) (QRedOnTheTrack, and he runnin' this beat) [Chorus] Nigga, tap in, bitch, I get this shit up out the mud like a bad kid And I spend this money like I want to like I had it And I keep a big pack on me like a bad bitch Pistol on my waist, sorry, baby Nigga, tap in, bitch, I get this shit up out the mud like a bad kid And I spend this money like I want to like I had it And I keep a big pack on me like a bad bitch Pistol on my waist, sorry, baby, that's a habit [Verse 1] 5-5-6, 2-2-3 around the city, I make big noise I just counted fifty in all fives, free the landlord (Free the landlord) Take a pretty bitch and push her face against my backboard When that ho be naggin', tell her, "Shut up, make my dick hard" (Bitch) Niggas wanna try me, but I promise they ain't that hard (That hard) If he go against me, then I threw him like the last boy (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Say he got more money in his pocket, then he cappin' (Cappin') Bitch, I keep them bands like New Orleans at the classic Your bitch bumpin' Megan, now she think that she a stallion (Bitch) She gon' suck the meat up off my balls, she Italian I just throw some sauce up in my closet like a cabinet Bitch, I run the streets, TBG, you better [Chorus] Nigga, tap in, bitch, I get this shit up out the mud like a bad kid And I spend this money like I want to like I had it And I keep a big pack on me like a bad bitch Pistol on my waist, sorry, baby Nigga, tap in, bitch, I get this shit up out the mud like a bad kid And I spend this money like I want to like I had it And I keep a big pack on me like a bad bitch Pistol on my waist, sorry, baby, that's a habit [Verse 2] Geeked on the meds, fuck a bitch I'ma leave her on read (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I been stuck like a bike with no pegs (Yeah) Ain't worried 'bout shit, I got lead (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Different nigga when I'm off of that red (Woo) Top shotta, my shooter, no dreads How the fuck you gon' stunt with no legs? If I say it, I mean, I ain't takin' back shit, bitch, you heard what I said Yeah, been about action, chop a nigga block like a cabin Money keep stackin', I'm just finna do my taxes Can't fall in love with no ratchet We bust in the traffic, hit 'em with a blitz like Madden (Facts) Nigga, we ain't duckin' no static (Facts) If I want it, I'ma get it, I'ma grab it Money make a bitch real nasty, nigga better [Chorus] Nigga, tap in, bitch, I get this shit up out the mud like a bad kid And I spend this money like I want to like I had it And I keep a big pack on me like a bad bitch Pistol on my waist, sorry, baby Nigga, tap in, bitch, I get this shit up out the mud like a bad kid And I spend this money like I want to like I had it And I keep a big pack on me like a bad bitch Pistol on my waist, sorry, baby, that's a habit