Went back to the block
We searching again
Double back
Head hunting ya man
Could tell he a bitch if you look through the lens
One kiss from this hollow headtapping ya bitch
Shots like apollo they clapping again
Nigga
Why you not backing ya man
Shots made him jump like he jerry and ran
Imma big bird, shit gone blow like a fan
Ptsd got him touching his head
Same place his brodie got shot when they fled
Red dot wit a beam that shit aimed at his dreads
You can not speak on my deads, ion got nun
He tryna reach, with this K imma pop sum
We peeped the block
Niggas post up looking lost, up the stick
F*ck around imma drop one
Standing on hundreds
Blues
Crips
Talking hot
He gon see blood when I spin
Betta not
He peeped the pole and then dipped out the spot
Like a pepsi can soda
This shit finna pop
Call up K he a soldier
Gone make sure he drop
And we click till its over no reason to stop
Hit his head
We leave the rest off it rot
Tryna spin onna opp nigga block wit the guys
Went back to the block
We searching again
Double back
Head hunting ya man
Could tell he a bitch if you look through the lens
One kiss from this hollow headtapping ya bitch
Shots like apollo they clapping again
Nigga
Why you not backing ya man
Shots made him jump like he jerry and ran
He got kicked out the spot cause he jumped out his skin
Pumped faked the FN made him jump like a bitch
Hol on
Niggas not really on shit
Spin out the whip
Niggas spitting ya wig
Its a whole lot of niggas thats tapping they head
And just like a baby bro got rocked to bed
Why you ducking we hitting ya head, yeah ya muffin
Ya bitch put the pussy on me, im not cuffing
Yo brodie got hit in the head, that you touching
Clø, in this bitch like a Russian
Hop out
Blowing the steam off a muffin
We for the chase
How long can you run from us
Nigga run track but can't out run this hunna
Head tapping ya dome, head tapping ya bitch
Head tapping them niggas that be on your strip
Head tapping them niggas that stay talking shit
Head tapping them niggas you claim that you wit
Went back to the block
We searching again
Double back
Head hunting ya man
Could tell he a bitch if you look through the lens
One kiss from this hollow headtapping ya bitch
Shots like apollo they clapping again
Nigga
Why you not backing ya man
Shots made him jump like he jerry and ran
JustClo - Tappin Heads 2 Lyrics
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Went back to the block
We searching again
Double back
Head hunting ya man
Could tell he a bitch if you look through the lens
One kiss from this hollow headtapping ya bitch
Shots like apollo they clapping again
Nigga
Why you not backing ya man
Shots made him jump like he jerry and ran
Imma big bird, shit gone blow like a fan
Ptsd got him touching his head
Same place his brodie got shot when they fled
Red dot wit a beam that shit aimed at his dreads
You can not speak on my deads, ion got nun
He tryna reach, with this K imma pop sum
We peeped the block
Niggas post up looking lost, up the stick
F*ck around imma drop one
Standing on hundreds
Blues
Crips
Talking hot
He gon see blood when I spin
Betta not
He peeped the pole and then dipped out the spot
Like a pepsi can soda
This shit finna pop
Call up K he a soldier
Gone make sure he drop
And we click till its over no reason to stop
Hit his head
We leave the rest off it rot
Tryna spin onna opp nigga block wit the guys
Went back to the block
We searching again
Double back
Head hunting ya man
Could tell he a bitch if you look through the lens
One kiss from this hollow headtapping ya bitch
Shots like apollo they clapping again
Nigga
Why you not backing ya man
Shots made him jump like he jerry and ran
He got kicked out the spot cause he jumped out his skin
Pumped faked the FN made him jump like a bitch
Hol on
Niggas not really on shit
Spin out the whip
Niggas spitting ya wig
Its a whole lot of niggas thats tapping they head
And just like a baby bro got rocked to bed
Why you ducking we hitting ya head, yeah ya muffin
Ya bitch put the pussy on me, im not cuffing
Yo brodie got hit in the head, that you touching
Clø, in this bitch like a Russian
Hop out
Blowing the steam off a muffin
We for the chase
How long can you run from us
Nigga run track but can't out run this hunna
Head tapping ya dome, head tapping ya bitch
Head tapping them niggas that be on your strip
Head tapping them niggas that stay talking shit
Head tapping them niggas you claim that you wit
Went back to the block
We searching again
Double back
Head hunting ya man
Could tell he a bitch if you look through the lens
One kiss from this hollow headtapping ya bitch
Shots like apollo they clapping again
Nigga
Why you not backing ya man
Shots made him jump like he jerry and ran
We searching again
Double back
Head hunting ya man
Could tell he a bitch if you look through the lens
One kiss from this hollow headtapping ya bitch
Shots like apollo they clapping again
Nigga
Why you not backing ya man
Shots made him jump like he jerry and ran
Imma big bird, shit gone blow like a fan
Ptsd got him touching his head
Same place his brodie got shot when they fled
Red dot wit a beam that shit aimed at his dreads
You can not speak on my deads, ion got nun
He tryna reach, with this K imma pop sum
We peeped the block
Niggas post up looking lost, up the stick
F*ck around imma drop one
Standing on hundreds
Blues
Crips
Talking hot
He gon see blood when I spin
Betta not
He peeped the pole and then dipped out the spot
Like a pepsi can soda
This shit finna pop
Call up K he a soldier
Gone make sure he drop
And we click till its over no reason to stop
Hit his head
We leave the rest off it rot
Tryna spin onna opp nigga block wit the guys
Went back to the block
We searching again
Double back
Head hunting ya man
Could tell he a bitch if you look through the lens
One kiss from this hollow headtapping ya bitch
Shots like apollo they clapping again
Nigga
Why you not backing ya man
Shots made him jump like he jerry and ran
He got kicked out the spot cause he jumped out his skin
Pumped faked the FN made him jump like a bitch
Hol on
Niggas not really on shit
Spin out the whip
Niggas spitting ya wig
Its a whole lot of niggas thats tapping they head
And just like a baby bro got rocked to bed
Why you ducking we hitting ya head, yeah ya muffin
Ya bitch put the pussy on me, im not cuffing
Yo brodie got hit in the head, that you touching
Clø, in this bitch like a Russian
Hop out
Blowing the steam off a muffin
We for the chase
How long can you run from us
Nigga run track but can't out run this hunna
Head tapping ya dome, head tapping ya bitch
Head tapping them niggas that be on your strip
Head tapping them niggas that stay talking shit
Head tapping them niggas you claim that you wit
Went back to the block
We searching again
Double back
Head hunting ya man
Could tell he a bitch if you look through the lens
One kiss from this hollow headtapping ya bitch
Shots like apollo they clapping again
Nigga
Why you not backing ya man
Shots made him jump like he jerry and ran
Writer: Zahir Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid