Tap’ Inn lyrics

[Verse 1]
I remember back when them b*tches wouldn't give me a bite
Now they beg at my feet for some crumbs
You not with me, you a leech, you a bum
Get the f*ck out my face tryna be in my fun
Shawty say "Can she come back to my place?"
So I’m deep in that b*tch with my di*k and my thumb
I get to doin my dance when I'm up in that pus*y
That b*tch finna need a new lung
I said "Holla at me" if you need you a pack
I was losing but I got it back in
Said I got the feins jumping up like its Jack
You can go ask around, yeah they tapped in
Yeah when 12 pulled me over, I had a lil' setback
But we relaxed and we back in
Come and gеt you a P or a O
I ain’t with nothin' less, If you do then I'm taxin'
f*ck that sh*t at the Shеll tryna f*ck with the crackheads
'Cause they been bringing me work in
Had to take off my shirt cause the block been too hot
I ain't hiding, come get you a servin'
Pay attention to 12 cause them pigs always lurkin'
Slimy just like some detergent
Out the truck with the fully-automatic
Blow at yo’ head you gon’ need you a surgeon
Close 'em up like we dealing with stitches
We don’t leave no mentions, we just leave you missin'
In-between like the line of division
I been too efficient just ask all my benji's
I ain't using no Glock with no switch
ARP with the mag that’s the size of a tit
I ain't breaking no bread like a b*tch
Get yo' ass with some bait you would thought I was fishin'
Reel 'em in
[Bridge]
Bad b*tch ridin' no see-saw hitta
Track got horses no yee-haw hitta
New Lamb' truck, can't see y'all in it
Pop my sh*t, now we all in it

Bad b*tch ridin' no see-saw hitta
Track got horses no yee-haw hitta
New Lamb' truck, can't see y'all in it
Pop my sh*t, now we all in it

[Verse 2]
I been the sh*t, b*tch I want my respect
Thought I could fit it, but b*tch I'm the reason they got it
I been tryna break me a sweat
b*tch you a rat, prolly talk to the feds
Get the f*ck outta my face tryna ask me them questions
I feel like I'm blessed, I can feel the connection
I'm doin this sh*t for the people at home that can't sleep
And can't talk to their best friend
'Cause people be dyin' and sh*t
Gotta stay cautious and ride with the stick
There's no comprehendin' what timin' they in
If people gon' show you how slimy they is
So stay on your toes, watch yo back
And then make sure your family's straight and your life in a bliss
I'm puttin' on for the 256, say shout-out my bros, yeah, we all finna win
b*tch