Tap Ray Vaughn

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Hey, hey, hey (Look)

[Chorus]
That's his head, put some racks on it, yeah (Racks)
Drop a body, double back on it, ayy
Pussy good, run a lap on it, yeah (Lap)
Don't leave the house without my strap on me, yeah (Bah)
I hear your stories, but it's cap on it, yeah (It's cap)
I know the hood, ain't got a map on me, yeah (Yeah)
I hear the beat and sprinkle crack on it, ayy (Boom)
Faucet water, they got tap on me

[Verse 1]
I'm supposed to be scared of a DM? (DM)
Nigga, last year, I buried my BM (BM)
My brother just caught him a body (Grrah)
I'm hopin' that one day they free him (Bang)
I know real niggas on lock-up (Lock-up)
First-grader book, we do pop-ups (Pop-ups)
That bitch ain't even got label (Hey)
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 the ones with the bags
Don't give a fuck 'bout them niggas who claimed it
But ain't never took a step on Locust Ave (Locust)
See this somethin' like when the teacher call off
And you come in, 'cause you not in my class
Please, do not let me get down to my last
'Cause I'll rip off your head like a fake Gucci bag