Tap em Twice!
Man, that budget could talk
What the fuck?
All of us (all of us)
I didn't wanna kill him, but he made me do it
I told my brother if he finna slide, we gon' tap 'em twice
If that nigga want some smoke, that's gon' be his life
He be on my radar, I'm finna spaz out
I got my UAV like Call of Duty, he a red dot
I be aiming for his head, when I shoot, I feel like Deadshot
I caught that nigga running, now he feeling like he hedgehog
I want all the money, baby, that's my motive
I'm high like a kite, I'm coming down, baby, focus
Fuck all you niggas, you niggas some haters
I got the automatic, best-believe, that's my savior
I don't fuck around with bitches (nah) 'cause they haters
You niggas envy me, she pray to God like I'm her savior
I'm tryna get my racks up, that's the dream, I get my paper
Brody thought he had him when he popped him, he can't save 'em (he left 'em dead)
I got the automatic, when I pop 'em, it's gon' wake 'em
I didn't wanna kill him, but he made me do it
F-fuck, fuck (huh)
I didn't wanna kill him, but he made me do it
Is there a reason for you moving? I can't fuck a movement
Hella paranoid up in this bitch, like what you doing?
Pillow talking to the bitch, that's how the pillow screwed him
Black Forces, ski mask, ay, bitch, I'm activated
I don't need no fucking cup shit, I just catch him waiting
If I don't get his ass, then only time can take him
Easy bake ass nigga, shit, I just can't wait to bake him
Let's go band for band, on God, your lame ass pulled out rubber bands
Can't even take your shit if I want to, 'cause you a broke-ass fan
Is there a reason for you tripping? I think you need a stand
Only time I wanna talk is when it's 'bout some fucking bands
Reason why I'm flipping 'bout it 'cause this bitch don't understand
And I smoke inside, but what I sip, I call it dirty damn
Nigga, you's a fan, nigga, what? Bitch, go grab your friend
'Cause I don't got the patience for no ho who just won't bring it in
I don't got no- (huh)
I don't got the patience for no ho who just won't bring it in
What the fuck?
All of us (all of us)
I didn't wanna kill him, but he made me do it
I told my brother if he finna slide, we gon' tap 'em twice
If that nigga want some smoke, that's gon' be his life
He be on my radar, I'm finna spaz out
I got my UAV like Call of Duty, he a red dot
I be aiming for his head, when I shoot, I feel like Deadshot
I caught that nigga running, now he feeling like he hedgehog
I want all the money, baby, that's my motive
I'm high like a kite, I'm coming down, baby, focus
Fuck all you niggas, you niggas some haters
I got the automatic, best-believe, that's my savior
I don't fuck around with bitches (nah) 'cause they haters
You niggas envy me, she pray to God like I'm her savior
I'm tryna get my racks up, that's the dream, I get my paper
Brody thought he had him when he popped him, he can't save 'em (he left 'em dead)
I got the automatic, when I pop 'em, it's gon' wake 'em
I didn't wanna kill him, but he made me do it
F-fuck, fuck (huh)
I didn't wanna kill him, but he made me do it
Is there a reason for you moving? I can't fuck a movement
Hella paranoid up in this bitch, like what you doing?
Pillow talking to the bitch, that's how the pillow screwed him
Black Forces, ski mask, ay, bitch, I'm activated
I don't need no fucking cup shit, I just catch him waiting
If I don't get his ass, then only time can take him
Easy bake ass nigga, shit, I just can't wait to bake him
Let's go band for band, on God, your lame ass pulled out rubber bands
Can't even take your shit if I want to, 'cause you a broke-ass fan
Is there a reason for you tripping? I think you need a stand
Only time I wanna talk is when it's 'bout some fucking bands
Reason why I'm flipping 'bout it 'cause this bitch don't understand
And I smoke inside, but what I sip, I call it dirty damn
Nigga, you's a fan, nigga, what? Bitch, go grab your friend
'Cause I don't got the patience for no ho who just won't bring it in
I don't got no- (huh)
I don't got the patience for no ho who just won't bring it in
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Writer(s): Jamar Deshawn Guyton
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