Jay Rock - Tap Out lyrics

[Intro: Jay Rock] Redemption like We been lit Face down, a** up, vicious (woah) [Chorus: Jeremih] Backdrops, smoking on the bombest weed Backshots finna go down when we leave And I got squad in the back, oh yeah, yeah And a foreign car in the back, oh yeah, yeah Looking like stars in the back, oh, yeah, yeah You can't tell me that I'm wrong (wrong) Can't tell me I ain't on (on) Bottle straight to the head and I'm going 'till I tap out Tap out, tap out, tap out, ohh She wanna play 'till the morning (morning) And I'ma give it to her like she want it Tap out, until she tap out Until she tap out, ohh She wanna play 'till the morning (morning) And I'ma give it to her like she want it [Verse 1: Jay Rock] Only when I slide to the back, closed eyes in the back 'Cause I'm high in the back, got a text where you at, ayy Only big flex where I'm at, ayy, bouncing on the highway Head on the highway, I only do it my way I ain't gon' play with it, I'ma work it out Stand up, while I lay in it Couple hundred thou', dead mans in the safe with it Know what I'm 'bout, sip some Blow a ace with you, bring it to the house f** you in a car in the back, oh, yeah, yeah f** you so good, call back, oh, yeah, yeah Forreal though, how many f**s I give? zero Eastside Jonny now, mamma maxed out And I put that on mamma n 'em, let me take you out [Chorus: Jeremih] Backdrops, smoking on the bombest weed Backshots finna go down when we leave And I got Squad in the back, oh yeah, yeah And a foreign car in the back, oh yeah, yeah Looking like stars in the back, oh, yeah, yeah You can't tell me that I'm wrong (wrong) Can't tell me I ain't on (on) Bottle straight to the head and I'm going 'till I tap out Tap out, tap out, tap out, ohh She wanna play 'till the morning (morning) And I'ma give it to her like she want it Tap out, until she tap out Until she tap out, ohh She wanna play 'till the morning (morning) And I'ma give it to her like she want it [Verse 2: Jay Rock] Slide on the 'gram looking for a new b*atch Don't fall through, back up 'cause I'ma be aiight Put it in my face, I'ma lurk though Ass like Bernice Burgous Capricorn gon' leave her virgo Sliding down your tongue like Berlo Zodiac girl, what's your zodiac? That's your boyfriend? Well, I know he mad How you feel? I might be too raw for you, too real I know you homegirl wanna pop pill Ducked off in them Hollywood hills I be on bullsh**, we be on bullsh** Pull up on me one time Know you ain't doing sh** I be on the front line, whats happenin? Balling when it's crunch time, I ain't lacking [Chorus: Jeremih] Backdrops, smoking on the bombest weed Backshots finna go down when we leave And I got squad in the back, oh yeah, yeah And a foreign car in the back, oh yeah, yeah Looking like stars in the back, oh, yeah, yeah You can't tell me that I'm wrong (wrong) Can't tell me I ain't on (on) Bottle straight to the head and I'm going 'till I tap out Tap out, tap out, tap out, ohh She wanna play 'till the morning (morning) And I'ma give it to her like she want it Tap out, until she tap out Until she tap out, ohh She wanna play 'till the morning (morning) And I'ma give it to her like she want it