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tap out - younginsosleaze lyrics

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[intro: younginsosleaze]
(this motherf*cker goin’ skitz)
ayy, it’s sleaze, n*gga
ayy

[chorus: younginsosleaze]
with this arp, it’s a .300 blackout
f*ck a b*tch so good ’til she tap out
on a bad day, i could still pull them racks out
roll the dice all my life ’til i cr*p out
heard the white folks lyin’ on the— it’s a slap*out
catch a sucker at the mall, he get packed out
movie clips for them n*ggas tryna act out
comin’ down his block, we gon’ make a n*gga back out

[verse 1: bossland chris]
flame a n*gga with this pole, make him tap out (tap out)
them b*tches came with a bag, what that trap ’bout? (what that trap ’bout?)
we can act out if you want to (if you want to)
put a lil’ n*gga in the past, now he old news (grrah, grrah, baow, baow)
i just bust a check down, it’s a new day (it’s a new day)
caught a sucker lackin’, buck him off with this new k (ayy, come here)
all we do is get monеy, ballin’ like it’s 2k (like it’s 2k)
if a n*gga want smoke, thеn it’s okay (it’s okay)
hey, i got a freak b*tch, she goin’ both ways (she goin’ both ways)
n*gga, i been gettin’ money since the old days (since the old days)
i’ma keep it p, give a f*ck what a ho say (what a b*tch say)
n*gga, i heard about you, you a no*name, ayy (you a no*name)
[verse 2: tms kb]
make it look easy, certain sh*t you can’t teach (make it look easy)
i be snorin’ loud as f*ck, makin’ money in my sleep (makin’ money in my sleep)
i be up through the night, to a bag, we’ll creep (i be up through the night)
she in the three*point stance, set, hut, real freak (set, hut)
know this b*tch mad, i ain’t f*cked in some weeks (i know this b*tch mad)
hittin’ hard, i’m really him, i think my sh*t don’t stink (i think my sh*t don’t stink)
lost ball, i was sick, stomach hurtin’, can’t eat (lost ball, i was sick)
grabbed my nuts, didn’t flinch, left blood in the streets

[chorus: younginsosleaze]
with this arp, it’s a .300 blackout
f*ck a b*tch so good ’til she tap out
on a bad day, i could still pull them racks out
roll the dice all my life ’til i cr*p out
heard the white folks lyin’ on the— it’s a slap*out
catch a sucker at the mall, he get packed out
movie clips for them n*ggas tryna act out
comin’ down his block, we gon’ make a n*gga back out

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