"PHONE TAP" lyrics
Ah, word to my cup, goddamn, it's hard to remember
Where the fuck is my drank? Put ice in my blender
Codeine and Sprite, I pour ice, I'm so cold in December
We came from outside the club, bro, you not even a member
He thought he slick, put an AirTag right on his fender
Follow you home, nigga fake, I know you a pretender
Be quiet
(808 Demon on that motherfucker)
The trap keep callin' my phone, the dope fiends still outside (Outside)
My phone keep ringin', can't get no sleep, trap still on fire (On fire)
Opp said he want smoke, but we on go, bitch, run, don't hide (Don't hide)
Opp said he want smoke, like playground, bitch, we all gon' slide (We did)
Trap ringin', phone ringin', bro tellin' me that we need more zips (More zips)
In the trap all night, all week, goddamn, but I need more flips (More flips)
More weed, more pound, more guns, more lean, but I need more sips (More though)
Two hoes at the crib, I already got four, but I need more lips
I'm in the trap with a freezer, shit got colder
Your bitch a freak, I ain't know she was bipolar (Yeah)
I cut this shit with the karo, don't know what I sold her (Yeah)
Don't ask me what's in my cup, nigga, this isn't Folgers (Yeah)
My life got cheat codes, nigga, I'm the controller
Mob, we out in the city, the trap got sold out
I had to make him confess, so I told out his molars
Shorty took out an 8-ball, I took out a boulder
I'm in the trap and I'm geekin', but shorty off molly
Bro, don't get on my nerves and you won't be a body
I'm with a freak and she Asian, she hot like wasabi
I pull up in a Mercedes, you hop on a trolley
Where the fuck is my drank? Put ice in my blender
Codeine and Sprite, I pour ice, I'm so cold in December
We came from outside the club, bro, you not even a member
He thought he slick, put an AirTag right on his fender
Follow you home, nigga fake, I know you a pretender
Be quiet
(808 Demon on that motherfucker)
The trap keep callin' my phone, the dope fiends still outside (Outside)
My phone keep ringin', can't get no sleep, trap still on fire (On fire)
Opp said he want smoke, but we on go, bitch, run, don't hide (Don't hide)
Opp said he want smoke, like playground, bitch, we all gon' slide (We did)
Trap ringin', phone ringin', bro tellin' me that we need more zips (More zips)
In the trap all night, all week, goddamn, but I need more flips (More flips)
More weed, more pound, more guns, more lean, but I need more sips (More though)
Two hoes at the crib, I already got four, but I need more lips
I'm in the trap with a freezer, shit got colder
Your bitch a freak, I ain't know she was bipolar (Yeah)
I cut this shit with the karo, don't know what I sold her (Yeah)
Don't ask me what's in my cup, nigga, this isn't Folgers (Yeah)
My life got cheat codes, nigga, I'm the controller
Mob, we out in the city, the trap got sold out
I had to make him confess, so I told out his molars
Shorty took out an 8-ball, I took out a boulder
I'm in the trap and I'm geekin', but shorty off molly
Bro, don't get on my nerves and you won't be a body
I'm with a freak and she Asian, she hot like wasabi
I pull up in a Mercedes, you hop on a trolley
