Tap Out

Living in the hills make a broke bitch bitter Im'ma teach you N***** how to make eight figures Boutta get three pairs of the newest Hilfigers And im'ma cut em off like a pair of scissors Ice on my wrist it'll make you shiver N**** call me Joan like my last name rivers Get a casket 'cause im 'bout to kill her Where's the king of rock and roll? They call me Priscilla He 'bout to blow a bag on my new grill I only f*ck with him 'cause he too trill Driven on the dick this a new wheel I don't need a sugar daddy in my own will If it wasn't for Corona I would have this club packed When your n**** around me he forgetting how to act Then I take him to the club and he teach me how to clap When that N**** try to bust, im'ma run off with his bag I know that he want me I know that he want me I'll make him Saint Laurent me I'll make him Saint Laurent me I know that he got me I know that he got me When he leave it's gonna haunt me When he leave it's gonna haunt me (Yo, yo) Come through with the inches and the pink highlights (highlights) And I show up to his door with the real high tights (real high tights) And I know that's what he wants i know it excites When I spread it, it explodes like a can of Sprite The n**** is my drug let me overdose Always numero uno never numero dos All them desperate little hoes keep doing the most You know that they all try but can not come close Living in the hills make a broke bitch bitter Im'ma teach you N***** how to make eight figures Boutta get three pairs of the newest Hilfigers And im'ma cut em off like a pair of scissors Ice on my wrist it'll make you shiver N**** call me Joan like my last name rivers Get a casket 'cause im 'bout to kill her Where's the king of rock and roll? They call me Priscilla Come here baby Come here and put it down on me Come and make me Come here and give it all to me Ooh How the f*ck you want respect like you write your own bars? My flow is untouched and my songs all hard You can't keep it real you a motherfucking fraud My goons come with me and we say f*ck your squad You know what? Make your way to the trap house Acting funny and my N***** pull the strap out F*ck you and I ain't talking 'til you tap out Big pussy and I'm finna sniff a rat out Living in the hills make a broke bitch bitter Im'ma teach you N***** how to make eight figures Boutta get three pairs of the newest Hilfigers And im'ma cut em off like a pair of scissors Ice on my wrist it'll make you shiver N**** call me Joan like my last name rivers Get a casket 'cause im 'bout to kill her Where's the king of rock and roll? They call me Priscilla Come here baby Come here and put it down on me Come and make me Come here and give it all to me (Ooh)