JustClo - Tappin Heads Lyrics

Brodie got hit in the head
Roll him up now we tapping that spot
And we gone keep clicking, that pussy not
Bro gone diss on the dead like I'm not finna flock
Niggas ain't do, shit when we went on they block

I'm tryna spin wit a drake and a drum
Say Im tryna click make a f*ck nigga dumb
Ain't no points but you know that we upping the score
When they seen us start upping, they ducking down low

Ain't no neck shots nigga, head tapping ya dome
Straight dogging ya bitch, dick her down to the bone
Niggas know how it get when they see 30 chromes out that mu-f*cking V turning backs like v lone
Say bro try to reach then we aim at yo dome

And yo bitch want the meat on the skin like a crow
Like a whistle, if i up the drake its gone blow
Generic ass nigga want beef on the low
When we peeped him in person, he quit for no smoke
How the f*ck you gone diss with a mu-f*cking goat

Pick ya poison, if i call up gang they gone show
Hollow tips painted with green, what i tote
If I tap It, this shit, finna tap his dome

Brodie got hit in the head
Roll him up now we tapping that spot
And we gone keep clicking, that pussy not
Bro gone diss on the dead like I'm not finna flock
Niggas ain't do, shit when we went on they block

I'm tryna spin wit a drake and a drum
Say Im tryna click, make a f*ck nigga dumb
Niggas hiding from me, where you at? Like wassup
Watch how I stuff his whole bitch in the truck

Hold on, watch his ass back the f*ck
Said niggas ain't playing no games what the f*ck
And we deep in the whip pussy ran outta luck
Nigga ran but got hit with a mu-f*cking switch

223s call him turkey, pluck a nigga skin
Head tap and we lurking, and we on ya strip
Posted, burking niggas run-
And you niggas be bitches

I keep A K, Nine switches, 55.6 and a k finna hit him
And I do my dance, we HEAD TAPPIN niggas while tapping our heads
You niggas be pussy y'all niggas be feds
Whole lotta rats, I know niggas mad the we tapping our heads

Stay with a K, put him to bed
Pencil to paper, fill that shit with lead

Brodie got hit in the head
Roll him up now we tapping that spot
And we gone keep clicking, that pussy not
Bro gone diss on the dead like I'm not finna flock
Niggas ain't do, shit when we went on they block

I'm tryna spin wit a drake and a drum
Say Im tryna click make a f*ck nigga dumb
Ain't no points but you know that we upping the score