Tap in (feat. AD & Glasses Malone)

If you turn up to the max Gone and tap in I wrap and ship, you get the pack Gone and tap in You like to make that money stack Gone and tap in If you ain't scared to pull the strap Gone tap in Rockin my shows Stacking this dough Smoking on Dro Makin these plays Now I got pros All over the globe Feel like wherever I go That I get the love for the low While they doing the most Stay tappin in with all of my hittas Cause they all over the coast Fresh off the plane Tap in with Hen Bet he pull up in a Benz Feeling like Uzi All of my friends Is dead presidents Out in Japan Me and my mans Running through Yen All that I need Family, money, some weed Pussy, and bottles of Hen Make up yo mind You want the fame Or want you a loaf Stay on yo grind And stay in yo lane You can do both 1 of a kind Probably the reason these bad bitches Wanna gimme the throat Dexter and Calvert Raised up in Detroit nigga Where them Choppas a blow Taping in with my brother That's Locked in the pin He told me stay away from suckas With no dividends Shaking Fools, stacking blue face Benjamin's On Fox 11 news in studio with Mack 10 If you turn up to the max Gone and tap in I wrap and ship, you get the pack Gone and tap in You like to make that money stack Gone and tap in If you ain't scared to pull the strap Gone tap in Tap in, No cap I been balling like the PAC 10 In the club tell promoters on the back end I won't do the fuckin verse unless the racks there Back in, no pat down boy I got the strap in Catch me riding around the city with a Mack 10 West Coast, Im the new version of Mack 10 It aint bout that money I won't even show up I done told my ex bish, I was gonna blow up Now that bitch straight salty bout my fuckin glow up Hating niggas I wont let em hit my fuckin roll up I went from a Nissan to a fuckin Benzo Now I'm with big snoop and we smoking Indo Presidential Rolex nigga f*ck a rental Still be in the hood my homies got extendos Let me slow it down for a minute I'm that nigga If he run his mouth, Im gone tell them pull that trigga I had hoes when my shirt size was triple X Gotta say this RIP to XXX Hey If you turn up to the max Gone and tap in I wrap and ship, you get the pack Gone and tap in You like to make that money stack Gone and tap in If you ain't scared to pull the strap Gone tap in When you land on that plane, You better tap in Don't wanna lose your chain, You better tap in Don't want that pistol at your, You better tap in Cesta calle baby we about that action Aint no caption when I say that I'm the plug Before these bars look, all I knew was Drugs All I knew was Bloods, all I knew was CUZ But still a snach a model out the mother fuckin club One foot in, One foot out that gotta change Picture us successful, the Ghetto you can frame FEDS in attendance then I could never sang I'm out the kitchen cause I can't stand the flame Glass house you know I took it off the frame Woulda Got the Plug But you lame You never been put on what you claim You's a pussy boy I put that on the gang