Teflon Don – Tap In Lyrics

(Aye aye aye aye)
(Aye aye aye aye)
(Aye aye aye aye)
She told me to tap in
I bust her up from the backend (Bust it)
Dick shoot her up like a Mac 10
I hit the spot, no attachments (Up it)
I like em bouije and ratchet (Bad)
Pretty toes
Waist snatchin’ (Petite)
She look back
It be clappin’ (Work)
Sucked my soul
She snatched it (Woo)
Young hustler well connected (Plugged)
Know the streets gone respect it (Let’s get it)
Ran up my hustle
Got me some muscle
Boy you know you don’t wanna Tussle
Been a long day
Run up the cake
Know I’m gone get me some bread (Bake it)
When I get home
Roll up this strong
Baby just give get me some head (Aye aye)
Been on my grind
Took me some time
After them L’s
M’s on my mind (Millies)
Lamborghini, Mike Amiri
Busted it down I can’t tell the the Time
Flexed on these hoes
That ain’t wanna take me serious
Hit up my line
But I’m acting mysterious (Ghost)
In the night we be mobbin’
Bat ya man then we rob em’
Baby drac it be slobbin’
Ooouuu baby please stop the Violence
I cannot stand for no other man (No)
Paper route gotta stick to the plan (Let’s get it)
I cannot stand for no lame shit (No)
Understand we not the same bitch (We not)
I’m pulling bands out the duffel bag (Hunnids)
Phone blowing up now I’m on Demand (Buzzing)
Different flavors like Willy Wonka (Zaza)
Pounds of runtz I should be a Sponsor
Codeine in my veins
Relinquish the pain
Hope it don’t turn me into a monster
Triple ring king
I leave the scene
Gave my old hoes to Giannas (Take off)
Flew to LA
Made me some plays
Now the kings here back to conquer (Let’s get it)
Money all in
Shoutout to Nip (Hussle)
Ion bang but I f*ck with some crips (Gang)
I was down bad
Made me some flips (180)
Took a quarter then it turned to a zip (Onions)
Can’t stop my hustle
Let’s be honest
Broke days still on my conscious (Money)
Who got the crown?
Look beside ya
I'm taking over like Luka doncic (clutch)
She told me to tap in
I bust her up from the backend (Bust it)
Dick shoot her up like a Mac 10
I hit the spot, no attachments (Up it)
I like em bouije and ratchet (Bad)
Pretty toes
Waist snatchin’ (Petite)
She look back
It be clappin’ (Work)
Sucked my soul
She snatched it (Woo)
Young hustler well connected (Plugged)
Know the streets gone respect it (Let’s get it)
Ran up my hustle
Got me some muscle
Boy you know you don’t wanna Tussle
Been a long day
Run up the cake
Know I’m gone get me some bread (Bake it)
When I get home
Roll up this strong
Baby just give get me some head (Aye aye)
I can remember them broke days (Struggling)
Nigga was praying for hope days (Dear Lord)
Ramen noodles
Riding Ubers
Life clearing up like its 4K (HD)
Mama ain’t teach me no broke ways (Never)
Hustle instilled at a young age
Hurry up somebody go get the camera
This nigga about to make front page (Action)
NFL dreams
You know the scheme
I make you go long with this shotgun (Deep)
Air it out like Tom Brady (What)
Shut up boy you ain’t gone pop nun
See I got up and start flipping them Bands
Cause being broke was just not fun (Never)
True to the game
Setting up plays
Gone trap it out til the cops come (Keep spinning)
Had a couple niggas turn on me (Rats)
When we was supposed to be just Like brothers
Had a couple niggas I put on (Facts)
Know they got love to the gutter (Solid)
You wanna cuff her
But I just f*ck her
Lost my heart so I’m a distant lover (No love)
Doggstyle, no 69
Never talk shit under covers (No business)
She told me to tap in
I bust her up from the backend (Bust it)
Dick shoot her up like a Mac 10
I hit the spot, no attachments (Up it)
I like em bouije and ratchet (Bad)
Pretty toes
Waist snatchin’ (Petite)
She look back
It be clappin’ (Work)
Sucked my soul
She snatched it (Woo)
Young hustler well connected (Plugged)
Know the streets gone respect it (Let’s get it)
Ran up my hustle
Got me some muscle
Boy you know you don’t wanna Tussle
Been a long day
Run up the cake
Know I’m gone get me some bread (Bake it)
When I get home
Roll up this strong
Baby just give get me some head (Aye aye aye aye)
(Aye aye aye aye)