Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Head Tap, artist - Don Q.
Date of issue: 22.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Head Tap |
Yeah, yeah |
Nigga dead that |
Yeah, yeah, yeah |
Nigga dead that |
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! |
Bitch, get your head tapped |
Nigga |
Gang |
Yeah, yeah |
Heard 'em say them niggas comin' for me |
Got nothin' on me, nigga, dead that |
Heard he said he gon' get me hit, I was with' his bitch when he said that |
You the nigga that was givin' clues, got my lil' homies in the fed snatched |
Pussy you deserve a head tap |
Head tap, nigga, head tap |
I see the statement, nigga, cut the pretending |
I’m not the-I'm not the one for opinions |
I come in the buildin', I’m tryna be low, though |
I’m duckin' photos gettin' rushed by civilians |
Tell your friend we havin' group sex, you better ask them hoes what I do best |
I’m already icy, the summer is comin', I might have to cop me a new set |
Make sure the face it flooded |
Yeah, these niggas they hate to love it |
If you tryna book me I might break your budget |
Drippin' water tryna stay above it |
Rob who? |
You better change the subject |
Yeah, and I’m darin' a hater touch it |
50 thousand worth of jewels, what I got to prove? |
And I waved it in public |
Yeah, all of these pieces are custom made |
I do not sleep, I’ve been up for days |
I been workin' like a nigga want a raise |
Now I’m the king that the hustlers praise |
No more winters and why I’m probably gettin' high on the beach sittin' under |
shade |
I met a plug out in Cali, he told me he’ll pull up on me with truck of Haze |
The last scene I was last seen in the Maserati that was matte green with the |
flat screens |
And I zoom by off two lines and a half beam |
Amiri denims and my raps clean |
Follow, I left you a trail of sauce |
They copy whatever we wear in sport |
You see the ice through the tint when I steer the Porsche |
Gang |
Heard 'em say them niggas comin' for me |
Got nothin' on me, nigga, dead that |
Heard he said he gon' get me hit, I was with' his bitch when he said that |
You the nigga that was givin' clues, got my lil' homies in the fed snatched |
Pussy you deserve a head tap |
Head tap, nigga, head tap |
From the east coast to the midwest |
Joy Road to Dexter and Waverly |
I got some killers that play for keeps |
Nigga don’t play with' me, they will go cray for me |
Yo' bitch wanna spend every day with me |
I cannot babysit, get her away from me |
I got that pipe at the show with' me, I got a loaf on me, these people payin' me |
Shoutout to the people that pray for me |
Every day Jesus was savin' me |
Boopin was sendin' them head taps |
If they play with' you, bruh, I’m erasin' you |
Fame and all, deal and all, I be still in the field like slavery |
Hundred chains like slavery |
In the skyloft weighing keys, like, «Niggas ain’t fuckin' with' me» |
You had to pay her, I fucked her for free |
That white boy got mad and turned to the Hulk |
The kids in my hood want into me |
, look at my piece |
Jeweler take, we get it for free |
Them nigga’s swag, they get it from me |
Don Q famous, he still in the streets, bitch |
Let me clear the air |
Niggas don’t compare |
All my bitches gettin' money, got and sell hair |
Rolly Prong set, whole neck wet |
Real nigga with' a check, niggas ain’t a threat |
What you hear? |
Heard 'em say them niggas comin' for me |
Got nothin' on me, nigga, dead that |
Heard he said he gon' get me hit, I was with' his bitch when he said that |
You the nigga that was givin' clues, got my lil' homies in the fed snatched |
Pussy you deserve a head tap |
Head tap, nigga, head tap |