Shorty-G - Tap Out

Hey Jay we aint gon play with them this time
We gon get right on top of it
Shorty G
Twenty-Two
Up there stuck
Yeah
Oooh
I aint gon let you run me boy
Bloody Curv I'm too G
Aint no tapping out in me Danny White UFC
Oooh Ima get it in and get out the way
Shorty slushy trying to ride the wave
Ima beat it up in da back of da range
Windows tinted got her running in place
Always gon be Hundo that's on chief
Always gon be G
Always gon be me
Fuck you hatas you can drown in the sea
Please don't get me excited
It's like a riot when them Hollos united
Smart ducking indictments
Fuckers rodents should've been thrown in da fire
Buddy want a whole army in her mouth
I bet to drill like a soldier
Donkey nuts on this tommy I route
I bust dem shots and its over
Pulling out leave the kids on the couch
Leaving no trail or exposure
Catch me in traffic you stick to da code
My little side bitch a roller
I been burnt nothing else more you can do to me
So farmed out on these clowns with the foolery
If it ain't bout the bag or some jewelry
Get the fuck out of my face with buffoonery
On Mileena I gave it my best
That's what they gon say at my Eulogy
But I still got bout 80 years left
Until then I know Granny Hoovers me
Sick of da same mumbles should have stayed humbled
Balling out of your league
Niggas be cold Gumbo
They gon fumble like Jimmy got caught in that sleeve
Niggas be cold suckas
Can't trust em crapping
Watch How you roll em
Lollipops fizzed out
Pilled out acting like he don't owe yah
Ooh I'm in the shop with the crop
Ray Bands you can see through the drop
Drip for a King you can swim in the cost
VVS dancing machine on da watch
I got a text lil shorty gon pop
Mami be shootin like Kobe
Not the same time that package gon drop
You get the late text and blow me
Young niggas getting real rich
Feds intervene real quick
Thank God didn't get da blics
Jimmy rated on me that nigga a snitch
Swallowed up bout eleven of em
Then posted up like Karl Malone
Smiley faced is in my zone
Didn't write a nigga when I was gone
Garden Snakes and pale faces
Whole time trying to take me down
Why you want what I built
Can't be me you just a clown
Most niggas can't be trusted
Be careful who you build with
Get close to ya tell all your business
And pillow talk and tell your bitch
Ooh
I talk that shit they wanna hear
I slow that shit down for ya sometimes
Jay we on they ass again
We.AE the movement
I say We.AE
We.AE the movement

Written by:
Shorty G

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