Jay Flacko - Tap In (feat. Truuu+)

Marco, yes sir
Yes sir
Yes sir
She keep on yappin', I know that she with it
Tell her to tap in I know that she with it
Spend a hunnid grand , can't put the rest on her titties
Fly her to France put baguettes on her
And I know she go fuck you can bet on it
Wearing Louis Vuitton, how I step on 'em
Mixin' liquor and weed, she a fiend
She gon' fuck up my Walmart sheets
Get the head then I'm gone, wait
She a freak for that Folco Celine
She a fish, she gon' bait
She a player, take one for the team
And tell my lil' brodie to tap in
Another one bringin' the backend
Freak hoe, we breakin' her back in
Get the loot, fuck pussy you lackin
All my bitches, they bad, they not basic
Break a bitch down like she Anthony Davis
We goin' up, but I don't have to say it
Vampire bitch, got her dressin' like Mavis
I heard that they love my music and crave it
I make a bop, they treat it like it's sacred
Bitch said she love me, I told her to save it
Can't fall in love, cause I'm too busy ragin
They sayin' music got bad, gotta save it
Talkin' bout rockstars, you know I'm the latest
They sayin' Truu, how your voice steady changin
I just count cake, and niggas gotta bake it
Yeah, I'm a vampire, I'm out at nighttime
Don't text me out, I'm in the crib when the day hit
They ask me what I'ma do when I blow up
Just wanna slide on more beats, that's my favorite
Yeah, that lil' bitch play my shit on the Bluetooth
He think he fuckin' with Truuu, gotta screw loose
How does it feel to be runnin' a new school
Man, it feel great wanna blow up on YouTube
Try to play with me, get hit with this two-two
Think you the greatest, like lil' nigga, who you
Basic lil' bitch, why you think I would choose you
Walk in with choppas, Jay pull up with two bluus
She keep on yappin', I know that she with it
Tell her to tap in, I know that she with it
Spend a hunnid grand , can't put the rest on her titties
Fly her to France put baguettes on her
And I know she go fuck, you can bet on it
Wearing Louis Vuitton, how I step on 'em
Mixin' liquor and weed, she a fiend
She gon' fuck up my Walmart sheets
Get the head then I'm gone, wait
She a freak for that Folco Celine
She a fish, she gon' bait
She a player, take one for the team
And tell my lil' brodie to tap in
Another one bringin' the backend
Freak hoe, we breakin' her back in
Get the loot, fuck pussy you lackin
Got a new whip, I'm hoppin' out
Got a new bitch, I'm poppin' out
Two-toned , my fist, I'm leakin'
Heard he tryna diss, he opt out
Heard that nigga snitch
Can't stay with a birds, he gon' follow
Diamonds looking like piss
Got chando on my neck, tied up like a noose
Well, I'm tryna fuck her
If she bringin' a friend, well I fuck her too
Then I'm out like a light
Catch the next flight, you heard, what the move
Shawty gone give that prime time
If she not down with it, bring in that bitch
He tryna get on that life line
We bussin' those thing, trust we do not miss
Chop scopin' on that redeye
Half of my niggas on fed time
Half of your niggas don't wear time
Niggas be kiddin', got bed time
Audemar wrists, ahead of time
Got a Jedi, he a friend of mine
Smokin them niggas, it's a good high
Said that you bodied em a damn lie
And I bet, yo bitch she a fan
You can't control the ho
Know that we fucking, she be nuttin to know
She for the birds, she can't cuff that ho
Damn, why you gon' cuff the ho
Tell me to wife her, she gotta go
Eating my pockets
Yeah, that bitch she a eater
She keep on yappin', I know that she with it
Tell her to tap in, I know that she with it
Spend a hunnid grand , can't put the rest on her titties
Fly her to France put baguettes on her
And I know she go fuck you can bet on it
Wearing Louis Vuitton, how I step on 'em
Mixin' liquor and weed, she a fiend
She gon' fuck up my Walmart sheets
Get the head then I'm gone, wait
She a freak for that Folco Celine
She a fish, she gon' bait
She a player, take one for the team
And tell my lil' brodie to tap in
Another one bringin' it backend
Freak hoe, we breakin' her back in
Get the loot, fuck pussy you lackin
(She keep on yappin', I know that she with it)
(Tell her to tap in, I know that she with it)
And tell my lil' brodie to tap in
Another one bringin' it backend
Freak hoe, we breakin' her back in
Get the loot, fuck pussy you lackin

Written by:
Jamiah Pearman

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