Head Tapper lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayo, Babs, f*ck them b*tches up)
Like, grrah
Uh-huh (Deno, what's poppin'?)
It's Block, it's Block
55th boys
It's Block, it's Block
Head tappers, real trappers
55th sh*t, gangster
55th boys, gangster
Real droppers (Huh?), head tappers (Huh?), real trappers (Huh?)

[Chorus]
I got some money, I got some b*tches, I just need some more
He said that it's smoke, I told him put it on the f*ckin' floor
I been gettin' bands, hit the mall and go, "Dior, Dior"
If I catch an opp with this Glock, I'ma up the score
Like, Derek roll with this chopper, tear a n*gga ACL
All he heard was, "Grrah, grrah, grrah," he can't scream for help
Please don't call my phone, I'm in the zone, I'm on the paper route
If he dissin' Dot or Lil' Notti, we gon take him out

[Verse]
All my n*ggas shooters in this b*tch, I bring the Lakers out
They think that I'm signed because this sh*t inside my bank account
Like OT Quanny, I be snappin' on this motherf*cker
n*ggas ain't believe that I'd be rich, I got it out the gutter
Same gang, I never changed, I'm always with my brothers
n*gga play and he gon' die, and that's on my mother
Shorty let me f*ck, she just said that I got no manners
She said she like n*ggas with that bag, that means I'm her standards
Duffle bag full of cash, they think I'm a scammer
When I'm on the job, I always keep my hammer
Hollow tips and .223s turn that boy to a dancer
He said he want smoke, we done gave them n*ggas cancer
Shorty let me f*ck, she just said that I got no manners
She said she like n*ggas with that bag, that means I'm her standards
Duffle bag full of cash, they think I'm a scammer
When I'm on the job, I always keep my hammer
b*tch, I'm from from the 5, posted up, these n*ggas never slide
I've been hella rich and hella lit since the day Lotti died
[Chorus]
I got some money, I got some b*tches, I just need some more
He said that it's smoke, I told him put it on the f*ckin' floor
I been gettin' bands, hit the mall and go, "Dior, Dior"
If I catch an opp with this Glock, I'ma up the score
Like, Derek roll with this chopper, tear a n*gga ACL
All he heard was, "Grrah, grrah, grrah," he can't scream for help
Please don't call my phone, I'm in the zone, I'm on the paper route
If he dissin' Dot or Lil' Notti, we gon take him out