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montannaatm – tap in كلمات اغاني

[intro]
uh
([?], we about to be rich, baby) get ’em
bounce out, right there, where you goin’?
come here

[verse 1]
i gotta get me a bag ’cause you n_ggas broke and i can’t be (and i can’t be)
b_tch steady askin’ for d_ck, she want me to f_ck, she gotta pay me (she gotta pay me)
get off the percs and get in my zone, get so high that i can’t see (that i can’t see)
stand in the trap ’til my money long, i’m self_made, you can’t play me (nah)
told a b_tch, “i can’t be your man, but you still my lil’ baby”
get off the oil and d_ck her down, i promise this sh_t can get crazy
i been that n_gga, i got in my bag and now thеse b_tches can’t take mе
turned that label down, they ain’t have enough, you n_ggas can’t play me

[chorus]
moncler on my sleeve, amiri denim jeans
lanvins on my sneaks, n_gga, this the trap fit
they put a lil’ bag on his head, that sh_t’ll get your cap hit
we pushin’ ps from highs to lows, tell that lil’ n_gga to tap in

[verse 2]
might shoot ot to drop off a load, you know that i’m bringin’ one backend
jump out on him, put the glock to his nose like, “boy, why the f_ck is you lackin’?”
feel like chief sosa in 2012, b_tch n_gga, it’s crackin’
my b_tch so bad, i swear she cold, might fly her to aspen
bro tapped the switch, the way it flashed, he thought fl!cked him up (brr)
lil’ bro ain’t had no bs, got on your ass and now he lit as f_ck (he lit as h_ll)
when we switch out them vs, bring out that track’, that’s how we hit sh_t up (trackhawk)
he don’t really want no smoke, he duckin’ ‘raq, that boy can’t get with us (he duckin’ ‘raq)
switch and drac’, them b_tches go off and leave sh_t wet (brr)
hit his face, wasn’t fast enough, i hit that neck (i tapped his face)
you n_ggas b_tches, i been flamed up, n_gga, i’m a vet
bounce out, right there, get ’em, we come through swingin’ them dracs, n_gga, you gon’ check
all my diamonds hittin’, lil’ n_gga, shout out my jeweler, i spent that check (this vvs)
got pink fifties and got blue hundreds and got green twenties, and that’s just that
made thirty k off one phone, ain’t no scammin’, that’s just trap
all the bad b_tches wanna let me f_ck off my name, that’s just rap
n_ggas be lyin’ on every song tryna get some views, that’s just cap
speakin’ ’bout bs on the internet, don’t call my phone, your sh_t tapped
f_ckin’ with a snitch, you’ll get trapped
won’t make it far runnin’ with a rat
when i get the ball, i’ma run it back
every bag i touch, i’ma double that (i’ma double that)
[chorus]
moncler on my sleeve, amiri denim jeans
lanvins on my sneaks, n_gga, this the trap fit
they put a lil’ bag on his head, that sh_t’ll get your cap hit
we pushin’ ps from highs to lows, tell that lil’ n_gga to tap in
moncler on my sleeve, amiri denim jeans
lanvins on my sneaks, n_gga, this the trap fit
they put a lil’ bag on his head, that sh_t’ll get your cap hit
we pushin’ ps from highs to lows, tell that lil’ n_gga to tap in

- montannaatm

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