Fredo Bang - Tap In lyrics
Fredrick Dewon Thomas Givens II
[Fredo Bang - Tap In lyrics]
(Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat)
(QRedOnTheTrack, and he runnin' this beat)
5-5-6, 2-2-3 around the city
I make big noise
I just counted fifty in all fives
Free the landlord (Free the landlord)
Take a pretty bitch and push
Her face against my backboard
When that ho be naggin'
Tell her, "Shut up, make my dick hard"
(Bitch) niggas wanna try me
But I promise they ain't that hard
(That hard) if he go against me
Then I threw him like the last boy
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Say he got more money in his pocket
Then he cappin' (Cappin')
Bitch, I keep them bands like
New Orleans at the classic
Your bitch bumpin' Megan
Now she think that she a stallion (Bitch)
She gon' suck the meat up off my balls
She Italian i just throw some sauce up in
My closet like a cabinet
Bitch, I run the streets, TBG, you better
Geeked on the meds
Fuck a bitch I'ma leave her on read
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
I been stuck like a bike with no pegs (yeah)
Ain't worried 'bout shit, I got lead
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Different nigga when I'm off of that red
(Woo) top shotta, my shooter, no dreads
How the fuck you gon' stunt with no legs?
If I say it, I mean, I
Ain't takin' back shit, bitch
You heard what I said
Yeah, been about action
Chop a nigga block like a cabin
Money keep stackin'
I'm just finna do my taxes
Can't fall in love with no ratchet
We bust in the traffic
Hit 'em with a blitz like Madden (Facts)
Nigga, we ain't duckin' no static (Facts)
If I want it, I'ma get it, I'ma grab it
Money make a bitch real nasty, nigga better
Nigga, tap in, bitch
I get this shit up out the mud like a bad kid
And I spend this money like I
Want to like I had it
And I keep a big pack on me like a bad bitch
Pistol on my waist, sorry, baby
Nigga, tap in, bitch
I get this shit up out the mud like a bad kid
And I spend this money like I
Want to like I had it
And I keep a big pack on me like a bad bitch
Pistol on my waist, sorry, baby
That's a habit
(QRedOnTheTrack, and he runnin' this beat)
5-5-6, 2-2-3 around the city
I make big noise
I just counted fifty in all fives
Free the landlord (Free the landlord)
Take a pretty bitch and push
Her face against my backboard
When that ho be naggin'
Tell her, "Shut up, make my dick hard"
(Bitch) niggas wanna try me
But I promise they ain't that hard
(That hard) if he go against me
Then I threw him like the last boy
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Say he got more money in his pocket
Then he cappin' (Cappin')
Bitch, I keep them bands like
New Orleans at the classic
Your bitch bumpin' Megan
Now she think that she a stallion (Bitch)
She gon' suck the meat up off my balls
She Italian i just throw some sauce up in
My closet like a cabinet
Bitch, I run the streets, TBG, you better
Geeked on the meds
Fuck a bitch I'ma leave her on read
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
I been stuck like a bike with no pegs (yeah)
Ain't worried 'bout shit, I got lead
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Different nigga when I'm off of that red
(Woo) top shotta, my shooter, no dreads
How the fuck you gon' stunt with no legs?
If I say it, I mean, I
Ain't takin' back shit, bitch
You heard what I said
Yeah, been about action
Chop a nigga block like a cabin
Money keep stackin'
I'm just finna do my taxes
Can't fall in love with no ratchet
We bust in the traffic
Hit 'em with a blitz like Madden (Facts)
Nigga, we ain't duckin' no static (Facts)
If I want it, I'ma get it, I'ma grab it
Money make a bitch real nasty, nigga better
Nigga, tap in, bitch
I get this shit up out the mud like a bad kid
And I spend this money like I
Want to like I had it
And I keep a big pack on me like a bad bitch
Pistol on my waist, sorry, baby
Nigga, tap in, bitch
I get this shit up out the mud like a bad kid
And I spend this money like I
Want to like I had it
And I keep a big pack on me like a bad bitch
Pistol on my waist, sorry, baby
That's a habit