Chase Da Kid & Romel The Artist - heAd tAp

A wise old man once told me
That if you gon shoot
Then hit yo shots

Put a switch on a glock, We killed that boy in traffic  
At the red light, we was not doing no stopping  
All you heard was fafa fa, that was that switch  
Then I hit his bitch up and she got the dick  
I can't fuck with no more hoes, they might try and burn da kid  
Hit me on my burner, I just had to murk her man  
RIP to Virgil, all my shoes is Off White
I can't even run 'cuz these Ksubi's tight asl  
Glock fell under the seat, but I still picked it up  
We out the with it like it's an ARP  
Fafa fa fafa fa, damn, I'm D1, head-tapping all these niggas, They ain't even see the gun  
They saw the beam come through that window and they still ain't duck  
They saw me swinging doors and they still ain't even move  
I thought my opps were tough, but they really not  
We just spent the block so many times, they already dropped  

That's crazy, Ay 41

Yo

Here they go right there

Ay, Ay Ay
I just made it to the crib and I'ma make that pussy drip  
SKT or fuck you mean since '21 we movin' shit  
Nigga bitches, niggas pussies, that's why they easy to pop  
White, Latinas and black, know I been ran through it all  
I got diamonds and diamonds, 6 feet my diamonds standing tall  
I got girls in alignment, they all waiting to be chosen off  
Realest nigga you know, and I'm straight right out the south  
Foenem sad bout a girl, we gon' teach him to thug it out  
I mean what the fuck is going on
I get all this money tho
Niggas be talkin'' allat shi' but they still be running tho, Woah
Gettin' this money we doin this shi'
hittin that bih' and im hittin that bih'
You know my niggas influencing shi'
And we doin' this shi'
And we improving this shi'
We ain't new to this shi'
Hunnit' round gun cause we shooting this shi'
All of my niggas we boomin this bih'
You know i had to bring the crew in this bih'
Ok, let's get it, I just did another one straight for my city  
Ok, let's get it, I'm out in Philly with my switchy popping pillies  
Ok, let's get it, the only cap I'm spreading is the one that's fitted  
Ok, let's get it, I hit him in the head, he started acting glitchy  

Back in my crib up in LA  
Brodie bleeding out, he need band-aid  
This dick too much, even though I wore a condom she gon' still need a Plan B  

And she tryna come, come see me  
Got her outside going "beep beep"  
Got me playing Planes on repeat  
She tryna come make a mini-me  

Meet up with Chase and you just might end up a case  
I'm talking 'bout red glowing lake  
I'm needing a break  
I'm talking 'bout all the money that most of you niggas can't make  
In GTA  
'Cause niggas is not getting framed  
And motherfuckers is not getting tamed  
Young Thug type shit 'cause they locking the main  
You tripping off weed that is laced  

Ok, let's get it, I just did another one straight for my city  
Ok, let's get it, I'm out in Philly with my switchy popping pillies  
Ok, let's get it, the only cap I'm spreading is the one that's fitted  
Ok, let's get it, I hit him in the head, he started acting glitchy  
(Ok, let's get it)  

None of this shit real, so don't even fall for this shit  
It's all in GTA, of course, maybe a little bit of Fortnite too  
Ranked shit you know cause I'm-I'm really that nigga  
Aye, I'm untouched
And for all the ladies out there, beats ain't the only thing I know how to spit on

Written by:
Chase Robinson, Romel Bryant

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