Fredo Bang - Tap In Lyrics

(Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat)
(QRedOnTheTrack, and he runnin' this beat)

Nigga, tap in
Bitch, I get the shit up out the mud like a bad kid
And I spend this money how I want to, like I had it
And I keep a big bag on me like a bad bitch
Pistol on my waist, sorry, baby
Nigga, tap in
Bitch, I get the shit up out the mud like a bad kid
And I spend this money how I want to, like I had it
And I keep a big bag on me like a bad bitch
Pistol on my waist, sorry baby, that's a habit

5.56, .223 around the city I make big noise
I just counted 50 in all 5s, free The Landlord
Take a pretty bitch and push her face against my back board
When that ho be naggin', tell her shut up, make my dick hard
Niggas wanna try me, but I promise they ain't that hard
If he go against me, then I do him like the last boy
Say he got more money in his pocket, then he cappin'
Bitch, I keep them bands like New Orleans at The Classic
Your bitch bumpin' Meghan now, she thinks that she a stallion
She gon' suck the meat up off my balls, she Italian
I just stuffed some sauce up in my closet like a cabinet
Bitch, I run the streets, TBG, you better tap in

Nigga, tap in
Bitch, I get the shit up out the mud like a bad kid
And I spend this money how I want to, like I had it
And I keep a big bag on me like a bad bitch
Pistol on my waist, sorry, baby
Nigga, tap in
Bitch, I get the shit up out the mud like a bad kid
And I spend this money how I want to, like I had it
And I keep a big bag on me like a bad bitch
Pistol on my waist, sorry baby, that's a habit

Geeked on the meds, fuck a bitch, I'ma leave her on read
I be stuck like a bike with no pegs
Ain't worried 'bout shit, I got lead
Different nigga when I'm off of that red
Top shotta my shooter, no dread
How the fuck you gon' step with no legs?
If I say it, 'I mean it, ain't taking back shit, bitch, you heard what I said, yeah
Really 'bout action, chop a nigga block like cabbage
Money keep stackin', I just finished doin' my taxes
Can't fall in love with no ratchet
We bustin' in traffic, hit 'em with a blitz like Madden
Nigga, we ain't duckin' no static
If I want it, I'ma get it, I'ma grab it
Money makin' bitch real nasty, nigga, better

Nigga, tap in
Bitch, I get the shit up out the mud like a bad kid
And I spend this money how I want to, like I had it
And I keep a big bag on me like a bad bitch
Pistol on my waist, sorry, baby
Nigga, tap in
Bitch, I get the shit up out the mud like a bad kid
And I spend this money how I want to, like I had it
And I keep a big bag on me like a bad bitch
Pistol on my waist, sorry baby, that's a habit