lirik lagu tap in – montannaatm
[intro]
uh
([?], we about to be rich, baby) get ’em
bounce out, right there, where you goin’?
come here
[verse 1]
i gotta get me a bag ’cause you n*ggas broke and i can’t be (and i can’t be)
b*tch steady askin’ for d*ck, she want me to f*ck, she gotta pay me (she gotta pay me)
get off the percs and get in my zone, get so high that i can’t see (that i can’t see)
stand in the trap ’til my money long, i’m self*made, you can’t play me (nah)
told a b*tch, “i can’t be your man, but you still my lil’ baby”
get off the oil and d*ck her down, i promise this sh*t can get crazy
i been that n*gga, i got in my bag and now thеse b*tches can’t take mе
turned that label down, they ain’t have enough, you n*ggas can’t play me
[chorus]
moncler on my sleeve, amiri denim jeans
lanvins on my sneaks, n*gga, this the trap fit
they put a lil’ bag on his head, that sh*t’ll get your cap hit
we pushin’ ps from highs to lows, tell that lil’ n*gga to tap in
[verse 2]
might shoot ot to drop off a load, you know that i’m bringin’ one backend
jump out on him, put the glock to his nose like, “boy, why the f*ck is you lackin’?”
feel like chief sosa in 2012, b*tch n*gga, it’s crackin’
my b*tch so bad, i swear she cold, might fly her to aspen
bro tapped the switch, the way it flashed, he thought fl!cked him up (brr)
lil’ bro ain’t had no bs, got on your ass and now he lit as f*ck (he lit as h*ll)
when we switch out them vs, bring out that track’, that’s how we hit sh*t up (trackhawk)
he don’t really want no smoke, he duckin’ ‘raq, that boy can’t get with us (he duckin’ ‘raq)
switch and drac’, them b*tches go off and leave sh*t wet (brr)
hit his face, wasn’t fast enough, i hit that neck (i tapped his face)
you n*ggas b*tches, i been flamed up, n*gga, i’m a vet
bounce out, right there, get ’em, we come through swingin’ them dracs, n*gga, you gon’ check
all my diamonds hittin’, lil’ n*gga, shout out my jeweler, i spent that check (this vvs)
got pink fifties and got blue hundreds and got green twenties, and that’s just that
made thirty k off one phone, ain’t no scammin’, that’s just trap
all the bad b*tches wanna let me f*ck off my name, that’s just rap
n*ggas be lyin’ on every song tryna get some views, that’s just cap
speakin’ ’bout bs on the internet, don’t call my phone, your sh*t tapped
f*ckin’ with a snitch, you’ll get trapped
won’t make it far runnin’ with a rat
when i get the ball, i’ma run it back
every bag i touch, i’ma double that (i’ma double that)
[chorus]
moncler on my sleeve, amiri denim jeans
lanvins on my sneaks, n*gga, this the trap fit
they put a lil’ bag on his head, that sh*t’ll get your cap hit
we pushin’ ps from highs to lows, tell that lil’ n*gga to tap in
moncler on my sleeve, amiri denim jeans
lanvins on my sneaks, n*gga, this the trap fit
they put a lil’ bag on his head, that sh*t’ll get your cap hit
we pushin’ ps from highs to lows, tell that lil’ n*gga to tap in
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