Ray Vaughn – Tap Lyrics

Ray Vaughn Tap Lyrics, Tap Lyrics by Ray Vaughn

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Look

That’s his head, put some racks on it (Some racks)
Yeah, drop a body, double back on it (Ayy, grrah)
Pussy good, run a lap on it, yeah (A lap)
Don’t leave the house without my strap on me (Yeah, bah)
I hear stories but it’s cap only (Yeah, it’s cap)
I know hood, ain’t got a map on me (Yeah, yeah)
I hit a beat, it’s [?] crack on it (Ayy, boom)
For some water, they got tap on me (Yeah, yeah)

I’m supposed to be scared of a DM (DM)
Nigga [?] I burry my BM (BM)
My brother just caught a [?] body (Grrah)
I’m hopin’ that one day they free him (Bang)
I [?] from niggas, I’m [?]
First grader book, we do pop ups (Pop ups)
That bitch ain’t even got label (Ayy)
But she gon’ still try to shop us (Boom)
Don’t give a fuck ’bout them niggas who pussy
Don’t give a fuck ’bout them one with the bags
Don’t give a fuck ’bout them niggas who claimed it
But ain’t never took a step on [?]
See that’s somethin’ light
When the teacher call off and you come in ’cause you not in my class
Please, do not let me get down on my last ’cause I’ll rip off your head like a fake Gucci belt

That’s his head, put some racks on it (Some racks)
Yeah, drop a body, double back on it (Ayy, grrah)
Pussy good, run a lap on it, yeah (A lap)
Don’t leave the house without my strap on me (Yeah, bah)
I hear stories but it’s cap only (Yeah, it’s cap)
I know hood, ain’t got a map on me (Yeah, yeah)
I hit a beat, it’s [?] crack on it (Ayy, boom)
For some water, they got tap on me (Yeah, yeah)

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, look, ayy, look, ayy
God I can handle my enemies (Enemies)
Just protect me from my friends (Friends)
The same ones that I was feedin’ (Feedin’)
Ended up bitin’ my hand
Got a drum on me like I’m in a band
Like my dad’s cars, I ain’t never ran (Vroom)
It’s either a pen or pick up the pen (Ayy, ayy)
I’m steady trippin’ and I’m settin’ trends
I know my city like the back of my hand (Back of my hand)
Young nigga tryna stack up the bands (Stack up the bands)
Real nigga, had to cut off my friends (Cut off my friends)
Yeah, test me, you gon’ get an example (Ayy)
I’m a glue, I had to stick to the plan (Stick to the plan)
You try to cross me, I won’t give you the chance (Yeah, yeah)
Spin his block then we gon’ hit him again (Yeah, yeah)
He don’t even drink but he got his with the K (Grrah, ah)

That’s his head, put some racks on it (Some racks)
Yeah, drop a body, double back on it (Ayy, grrah)
Pussy good, run a lap on it, yeah (A lap)
Don’t leave the house without my strap on me (Yeah, bah)
I hear stories but it’s cap only (Yeah, it’s cap)
I know hood, ain’t got a map on me (Yeah, yeah)
I hit a beat, it’s [?] crack on it (Ayy, boom)
For some water, they got tap on me (Yeah, yeah)

Ayy, know them niggas got a tap on me
Know them niggas got a tap on me
I can’t leave the house without my strap on me
Yeah, I don’t leave the house without my racks on me
[?] I put a rack on it
Spend them racks
Ayy, speak up like the [?]
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, bitch