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sbe mikie - head tapped lyrics

[intro]
(enrgy made this one)

[verse 1: sbe mikie]
finna get a n+gga head+tapped (on the gang)
throw his body in the water, wrap him in saran wrap (ooh, sav k!lled it)
on the greyhound with a hundred+some grams, ain’t finna mail that (ain’t finna mail it)
in a striker when we slide on the opps, we comin’ h+llcat (skrrt, skrrt)
twenty thousand, i just spent that in chrome heart (chrome heart)
had to cut into my ho,she catch me cheatin’, ain’t got no heart (ain’t got no heart)
glock 9’ll hit a n+gga engine, put your sh+t in park (baow, baow)
i just drunk a whole pint of hi+tech, it got my p+ss dark (got my p+ss dark)
i can’t rock no cheap sh+t, i went to johnny
in the hood with a hundred+some racks, they tryna find me (tryna find me)
four pockets, they got money, you think baby tryna sign me (tryna sign me)
lil’ bro still’ll rob you out your sh+t, it get grimy (it get grimy)
alright, i’m on bryant still punchin’ sh+t (on the gang)
put my money in the ground and let it rot, duckin’ the government (on god)
with my main ho tuesday, sunday night, i’m with my other b+tch (with my other b+tch)
ain’t tryna f+ck, made her hide this dope for me, you gotta smuggle it
where the f+ck your pape’ at? how you strugglin’?
i can’t ride in no f+ckin’ ford truck, we in the cullinan (we in the rolls+royce)
bro called me, said the pape’ touched, i get to dougiein’
i just sh+t+bagged a n+gga last year, he still recoverin’ (on the gang)

[verse 2: babyfxce e]
new kit comin’, bought a building for like six somethin’
sorry if i come around, all the sudden your b+tch f+ckin’
i can’t bring chops around, he might flip somethin’
woke up and upped ten thousand, this like six somethin’
that’s like two ‘fits or somethin’
man, i f+ck b+tches free, you might trick or somethin’
twenty for a presi’? man, your sh+t might tick or somethin’
rap so easy, man, it’s like i got rich off nothin’, okay
the windshield tinted so it’s kinda f+ckin’ hard to see
drinkin’ on trish, that sh+t kinda got it hard to pee
havin’ so much motion lately kinda got me hard— ah
havin’ so much motion lately— d+mn
i been havin’ so much motion, man, it kinda got me hard to think
my b+tch like the feds, bro, it kinda got me hard to cheat
i don’t really post for real, so it’s hard to tweet
huh, b+tch, you better have some pape’ or it’s gon’ be hard to link
[verse 3: sbe mikie]
alright, a hundred+some thousand in the crib, it’s kinda hard to sweep
my b+tch ass fat with a bag, she like cardi b
promoters callin’ for a show, i had to charge a fee
ski mask, can hardly breathe, feel like lil e
glock on me, walkin’ on the stage, i get to trippin’
had to get up out the hills, i’m in that mode in the trenches
thirty ‘bows in this load, in tennessee tryna flip it
unc’ can get a brick gone in thirty seconds, he a chemist

- sbe mikie lyrics

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