Tap In
He ain't gettin no bread why the fuck that nigga trappin
He know that music dead why the fuck yall niggas cappin
You wanna get rich instead all you gotta do is Tap in nigga
I walk it like I say it I'm coming straight out Minneapolis nigga
I been getting paid since like the 7th grade
I was serving fiends back then when yall was serving lemonade
This shit still the same been in the game but I ain't Never played
Turn him to Swiss cheese and then we leaving in the Escalade
Imma do the dash and you won't a get a pass
Been shitting on they ass so long a nigga getting diaper rash
I don't know these niggas they must be mistaking
That broke shit made me sick was on my dick it had my Belly aching
Bottles in my section I ain't flexing it's a celebration
I been up so long it starting to feel like levitating
Wake up get the bag I ain't waking baking
Pussy niggas mad ain't get no cash that's why they hate and faking
Let that nigga tweak, leave his chain missing
Know this shit get deep if he want beef we leave his brain missing
Put that boy to sleep bitch we don't creep We doing thangs different
I been in the streets lil bro a geek we on the same mission
He ain't gettin no bread why the fuck that nigga trappin
He know that music dead why the fuck yall niggas cappin
You wanna get rich instead all you gotta do is Tap in nigga
I walk it like I say it I'm coming straight out Minneapolis nigga
Flooded out the chain shoutout lakeside diamond
Put ice up on my wrist when I turned lit this shit like perfect timing
Bitches on my dick when I turned rich the same ones that was sliming
They seen me wit JayWhitt then flipped the switch and niggas started vibing
Nigga get to trippin he won't get to make it
Brodie got them sticks Nintendo switch him he gon rearrange him
Pockets looking crip wit all blue faces almost turned me racist
I could make it flip won't never waste it run it up like races
I was serving feins right off of Lake and cedar
Speeding in that demon if I tweak then I might Break the meter
Riding round I'm geeked I roll a leaf than imma Drank a liter
Know this shit get cold in Minnesota better bring a heater
He ain't gettin no bread why the fuck that nigga trappin
He know that music dead why the fuck yall niggas cappin
You wanna get rich instead all you gotta do is Tap in nigga
I walk it like I say it I'm coming straight out Minneapolis nigga
He know that music dead why the fuck yall niggas cappin
You wanna get rich instead all you gotta do is Tap in nigga
I walk it like I say it I'm coming straight out Minneapolis nigga
I been getting paid since like the 7th grade
I was serving fiends back then when yall was serving lemonade
This shit still the same been in the game but I ain't Never played
Turn him to Swiss cheese and then we leaving in the Escalade
Imma do the dash and you won't a get a pass
Been shitting on they ass so long a nigga getting diaper rash
I don't know these niggas they must be mistaking
That broke shit made me sick was on my dick it had my Belly aching
Bottles in my section I ain't flexing it's a celebration
I been up so long it starting to feel like levitating
Wake up get the bag I ain't waking baking
Pussy niggas mad ain't get no cash that's why they hate and faking
Let that nigga tweak, leave his chain missing
Know this shit get deep if he want beef we leave his brain missing
Put that boy to sleep bitch we don't creep We doing thangs different
I been in the streets lil bro a geek we on the same mission
He ain't gettin no bread why the fuck that nigga trappin
He know that music dead why the fuck yall niggas cappin
You wanna get rich instead all you gotta do is Tap in nigga
I walk it like I say it I'm coming straight out Minneapolis nigga
Flooded out the chain shoutout lakeside diamond
Put ice up on my wrist when I turned lit this shit like perfect timing
Bitches on my dick when I turned rich the same ones that was sliming
They seen me wit JayWhitt then flipped the switch and niggas started vibing
Nigga get to trippin he won't get to make it
Brodie got them sticks Nintendo switch him he gon rearrange him
Pockets looking crip wit all blue faces almost turned me racist
I could make it flip won't never waste it run it up like races
I was serving feins right off of Lake and cedar
Speeding in that demon if I tweak then I might Break the meter
Riding round I'm geeked I roll a leaf than imma Drank a liter
Know this shit get cold in Minnesota better bring a heater
He ain't gettin no bread why the fuck that nigga trappin
He know that music dead why the fuck yall niggas cappin
You wanna get rich instead all you gotta do is Tap in nigga
I walk it like I say it I'm coming straight out Minneapolis nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Randy Traylor
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