This is a song about "Tap house"

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag

My rhymes are smooth they flow like water from a tap

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

And when you say your going for a fag break you don't the ones you tap

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

Y'all critics really think i just bought that new rifle to tap?

I'm gonna make you tap to my rap

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

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

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

I can just turn you into a dude who tap

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Alright i'm at the house.