This is a song about "Tap dance"

So repeat tap both feet

Cause talk is cheap

See i let my nigga split that

Drinking roc like its tap

Mmg chain, lookin' like a light show

Tap the glass lightly then crescendo

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

Yak! mother fucker, yak! pull the glock back, finger tap,

Am feelin sorry for you, cuz we about to dance.

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

I can just turn you into a dude who tap

Your hands are shaky, my dance is lazy

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

Better begin, again with the meddling, turn the tap on the rap/

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that