Head Tap lyrics

[Intro: Pressa]

T-t-t-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap

(d.a. got that dope) d.a.

[Chorus: Pressa]

I keep gettin' this money, uh

Head tap, now he do the Dougie, woah

I ain't no regular thuggy

[Verse 1: Pressa]

Bitch, punch me in like the buggy (Volk')

She wanna ride on the Wagen (Wagen)

I'm from the dirt like the maggot

So sick and tired of naggin'

I took his chain and dangle it (Bitch)

Finessin' the plug

He got brothers, tie 'em all up

I'm in the cut

I do business with my gun (Gun)

[Chorus: Pressa]

I keep gettin' this money, uh

Head tap, now he do the Dougie, woah, woah

This ain't no regular mode (Woah)

[Verse 2: Pressa]

Foreign, no Honda Accord, huh

I pick a bitch, either or

I wear Saint Laurent and Dior

She suck the dick 'til it's sore

Traphouse runnin' in the vacant

Finna buy a house in the A

Just a little something to renovate

Boss, we go boating on lakes

Shoot it up, then beat the case

Tiptronic, change lanes (Lanes)

Twenty-five for the change (Change)

Twenty-five in chains (Chains)

So I'm out here screamin', "Free Pac"

Broke niggas can't keep up

Fifth kick in' FIFA

It get hot like teacup

Build the plug up, but we rob him today (Today)

She wanna stay in the Thompson like Klay (Like she Klay)

They wanna kick in the door, Jackie Chan (Jackie Chan)

I got bitches and racks in the safe (Rickety-racks)

[Chorus: Pressa with Sleepy Hallow]

I keep gettin' this money, uh

Head tap, now he do the Dougie, woah

I ain't no regular thuggy

I keep gettin' this money, uh

Head tap, now he do the Dougie, woah, woah

This ain't no regular mode

[Verse 3: Sleepy Hallow]

This ain't no regular pole

She throw it back, ain't no regular ho, huh

I wear irregular clothes

I'm the nigga that be doin' the most, huh

I got 'em losin' hope, huh

Fuck is they snoozin' for, huh?

Fact, I'll bruise him, bro, don't shoot him

I'm finna take his soul, huh

I hit that lil' bittie with finesse

No sex, only want the neck

I'm in your city, better show respect

That's on the gang, nigga, on the set

Fly young nigga, I live on a jet

Stop all that stressin', go and get a check

Throwin' bullets, tell an opp nigga, "Catch"

(Throwin' bullets, tell an opp, "Catch")

[Chorus: Pressa & Sheff G]

I keep gettin' this money, uh

Head tap, now he do the Dougie, woah

I ain't no regular thuggy

I keep gettin' this money, uh

Head tap, now he do the Dougie, woah, woah

This ain't no regular mode (Look, look)

[Verse 4: Sheff G]

Niggas know we makin' bail tonight

We trained to shoot, you came to fight, huh

Aim at your brain tonight

Think it's a play until a spike, huh

Bands on me

Big body, double lanes for me

Gang really get to sprayin' for me

I make a call, we up at your door like, "Open the vault"

Bang with me

Bro, you're pussy, you can't hang with me

Put in pain or feel the pain from me

Up at your spot, heard shooters get shot

We bend through your block, huh

But they know we full of the realest niggas, huh

Niggas can flex for the internet, they know who really be with the drillin' (Shooter gang, gang, gang, gang)

[Chorus: Pressa]

I keep gettin' this money, uh

Head tap, now he do the Dougie, woah

I ain't no regular thuggy

I keep gettin' this money, uh

Head tap, now he do the Dougie, woah, woah

This ain't no regular mode (Woah)