TAPPED IN
Lyrics
I been tapped in since before I could talk
Last month I made a million, hola soy yo patron
Four hos in the Chevy, another four in the drop
I'm like fuck that's one to many
Had to kick the bitch out
Okay
Bitches love the boy I had to keep the mystique up
Father artists like Maury nobody fuck with the speakers
100,000 grand for the tenny I'm thinking six for the trinkets
She got entangled with Perty we call that shit Jada Pinkett
Uh
She could touch down in the 48 for sheezy
Hard to settle down in a world full of leeches
Girl I'm back in town told her don't overthink it
I hit that bitch with a pound and then went right back jigging
Million dollar man
I got a million ideas
And brodie never stood a chance
Like the Knicks and Ntilikina
The profit I'm confident can't nobody exceed the shit
Stop the show for that booty I need the boys to come see this bitch
Bring em' out bring em' out what's the dealio
I been seven pounds since before I made a milly' though
We just smoked an ounce know the whole gang silly dope
Brodie said let's bounce and the whole thing milly rocked
Pop a mothafucka' in the alley with the silly straw
Poppin out the caddy oh I'm glad to be the city boy
Ayo watch them manners finna school your ass to kindergarten
Aim at my surroundings gunning nowhere in particular
Andy trap the Henny
We ain't never sipping regular
Emulate my essence
And they end up being mediocre
Buggin' like we enemies
Ya end will be a pressure point
Met up at the Embassy
They ain't never seen this many joints
Delivered when I need it
Yo I called the plug the pedal boy
Fed up at the meeting
Got me feening, where the pedal boy?
Strung out from the ceiling yo I call that boy Geppetto toy
Sipping out the Riesling, got the drinks that got the pedals in em'
Ayo more martinis
I be thinking i'm the chancellor
Everybody screaming
Oh I think I must be next to go
Watch this how I beat it
They ain't never go on after muah
Just to set the scene I need 100 grand and 40 more
Tell me what's the meaning
Of this mothafucking seminar
Prolly shoulda see the way they mention
I'm a rapper now
I done work the morning shift and then I'm back for after hours
Wake up do the same shit
Can I hold a brick?
Forget about it
Fucking with the Prada
This Margiela, give a fuck about it
Yo what's good with shawty
Model body sitting right beside it
'Wodie, thats my sister'
Hit the bitch and then forgot about it
She gon' try on Insta
Block that ho, no I don't know nobody
I been tapped in since before I could talk
Last month I made a million, hola soy yo patron
Four hos in the Chevy, another four in the drop
I'm like fuck that's one to many
Had to kick the bitch out
Okay
Bitches love the boy I had to keep the mystique up
Father artists like Maury nobody fuck with the speakers
100,000 grand for the tenny I'm thinking six for the trinkets
She got entangled with Perty we call that shit Jada Pinkett
Uh
She could touch down in the 48 for sheezy
Hard to settle down in a world full of leeches
Girl I'm back in town told her don't overthink it
I hit that bitch with a pound and then went right back jigging
Million dollar man
I got a million ideas
And brodie never stood a chance
Like the Knicks and Ntilikina
The profit I'm confident can't nobody exceed the shit
Stop the show for that booty I need the boys to come see this bitch
Bring em' out bring em' out what's the dealio
I been seven pounds since before I made a milly' though
We just smoked an ounce know the whole gang silly dope
Brodie said let's bounce and the whole thing milly rocked
Pop a mothafucka' in the alley with the silly straw
Poppin out the caddy oh I'm glad to be the city boy
Ayo watch them manners finna school your ass to kindergarten
Aim at my surroundings gunning nowhere in particular
Andy trap the Henny
We ain't never sipping regular
Emulate my essence
And they end up being mediocre
Buggin' like we enemies
Ya end will be a pressure point
Met up at the Embassy
They ain't never seen this many joints
Delivered when I need it
Yo I called the plug the pedal boy
Fed up at the meeting
Got me feening, where the pedal boy?
Strung out from the ceiling yo I call that boy Geppetto toy
Sipping out the Riesling, got the drinks that got the pedals in em'
Ayo more martinis
I be thinking i'm the chancellor
Everybody screaming
Oh I think I must be next to go
Watch this how I beat it
They ain't never go on after muah
Just to set the scene I need 100 grand and 40 more
Tell me what's the meaning
Of this mothafucking seminar
Prolly shoulda see the way they mention
I'm a rapper now
I done work the morning shift and then I'm back for after hours
Wake up do the same shit
Can I hold a brick?
Forget about it
Fucking with the Prada
This Margiela, give a fuck about it
Yo what's good with shawty
Model body sitting right beside it
'Wodie, thats my sister'
Hit the bitch and then forgot about it
She gon' try on Insta
Block that ho, no I don't know nobody
Writer(s): Collin Stedman
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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