This is a song about "Tap dat ass"

So repeat tap both feet

But i'm not worried

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

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

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

Drinking roc like its tap

Bet i'm heavy with that

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

She ordered dat pastrami on rye

I'm gonna make you tap to my rap

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

Ass fat, tap that put it on the ground

Cause everytime yall come around

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

You left your nigga on his own