Lil Uptwn - Let's Tap A Hat Lyrics

Hop out da V tryn tap us a brain F*ck all the opps that be claiming that block
Bro got a G17 wit a switch and a stick, Clear da scene when we hit at a block
Niggas know how it be if a man try to run, Don't stop, We a lock for to hop out and pop
What's yo drop, Bending three cars, Deep tryn slide and hit a top
Lil bitch a freak she come, Suck onna meat, Tell her f*ck out my face but I just want da twat
Niggas get packed just from acting like rookies and I swear to God I ain't got no heart
I'm in the back of the back tryna catch me a hat
Brodie mad cause I f*cked up his peace but I told him hell nah
Baby boy you don't know how it be when it's time for the catch you a b
F*ck all the opps bitch it's been f*cked da P
Swear to God I'm a lock for to hop out the V
All of this talking and shit really cheap
Swear to God we gon' see what it is when we meet
He threw a diss so I shot through his teeth
Now the nigga can't speak for like six f*cking weeks
These niggas dumb as a bitch screaming laser tag
But ain't even gon' blow when we meet
I done did shit done watched niggas hit feet
So don't put on an act while we here at da beach
I heard yo diss mean this shit really weak
We real G-man crew, nigga that's who we be
New gen 5 and the back shaved glee bitch
I can't even wait for this SRT
Flip to the right then let that bitch squeeze
But don't click it too hard, you just tap it wit ease
I'm tryna hit while lil bro tryna whip
So I tell em pull up, I'm unlocking the door
Bitch on the ground don't get hit with the pound
Get the f*ck from around for your ass gotta go
One nigga scared as a bitch tryna fake like he dead
So you know that I'm gon' do the most
I don't be tweaking wit niggas for real
Y'all be tweaking for real, tryna beef through a post
Some niggas ain't even have no money for real
Till the app start to let niggas blow
I ain't gon' flex but a nigga been getting this pape
Through the raps that a young nigga wrote
But I can't cap the best songs I done wrote
I was up off of Addie, some pills, and some dope
Niggas be bitches for real, I be rapping and sliding at night tryna get niggas gone
Hop out da V tryn tap us a brain F*ck all the opps that be claiming that block
Bro got a G17 wit a switch and a stick, clear da scene when we hit at a block
Niggas know how it be if a man try to run, don't stop, We a lock for to hop out and pop
What's yo drop, Bending three cars, Deep tryn slide and hit a top
Lil bitch a freak she come, suck onna meat, tell her f*ck out my face but I just want da twat
Niggas get packed just from acting like rookies and I swear to God I ain't got no heart
I'm in the back of the back tryna catch me a hat
Brodie mad cause I f*cked up his peace but I told him hell nah
Baby boy you don't know how it be when it's time for the catch you a b
F*ck all the, F*ck all the, F*ck all the opps
Bitch its been f*ck da P
Niggas don't know how it be when lil up tryna slide get to swinging da door inna street