Tap Out Lyrics - Jay Rock

Redemption like 

We been lit 

Face down, ass up, vicious (woah) 

Backdrops, smoking on the bombest weed 

Backshots finna go down when we leave 

And I got squad in the back, oh yeah, yeah 

And a foreign car in the back, oh yeah, yeah 

Looking like stars in the back, oh, yeah, yeah 

You can't tell me that I'm wrong (wrong) 

Can't tell me I ain't on (on) 

Bottle straight to the head and I'm going 'till I tap out 

Tap out, tap out, tap out, ohh 

She wanna play 'till the morning (morning) 

And I'ma give it to her like she want it 

Tap out, until she tap out 

Until she tap out, ohh 

She wanna play 'till the morning (morning) 

And I'ma give it to her like she want it 

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Only when I slide to the back, closed eyes in the back 

'Cause I'm high in the back, got a text where you at, ayy 

Only big flex where I'm at, ayy, bouncing on the highway 

Head on the highway, I only do it my way 

I ain't gon' play with it, I'ma work it out 

Stand up, while I lay in it 

Couple hundred thou', dead mans in the safe with it 

Know what I'm 'bout, sip some 

Blow a ace with you, bring it to the house 

Fuck you in a car in the back, oh, yeah, yeah 

Fuck you so good, call back, oh, yeah, yeah 

Forreal though, how many fucks do I give? zero 

Eastside Jonny now, mamma maxed out 

And I put that on mamma n 'em, let me take you out 

Photos 

Backdrops, smoking on the bombest weed 

Backshots finna go down when we leave 

And I got Squad in the back, oh yeah, yeah 

And a foreign car in the back, oh yeah, yeah 

Looking like stars in the back, oh, yeah, yeah 

You can't tell me that I'm wrong (wrong) 

Can't tell me I ain't on (on) 

Bottle straight to the head and I'm going 'till I tap out 

Tap out, tap out, tap out, ohh 

She wanna play 'till the morning (morning) 

And I'ma give it to her like she want it 

Tap out, until she tap out 

Until she tap out, ohh 

She wanna play 'till the morning (morning) 

And I'ma give it to her like she want it 

Slide on the 'gram looking for a new biatch 

Don't fall through, back up 'cause I'ma be aiight 

Put it in my face, I'ma lurk though 

Ass like Bernice Burgos 

Capricorn gon' leave her virgo 

Sliding down your tongue like Berlo 

Zodiac girl, what's your zodiac? 

That's your boyfriend? Well, I know he mad 

How you feel? 

I might be too raw for you, too real 

I know you homegirl wanna pop pill 

Ducked off in them Hollywood hills 

I be on bullshit, we be on bullshit 

Pull up on me one time 

Know you ain't doing shit 

I be on the front line, whats happenin? 

Balling when it's crunch time, I ain't lacking 

Backdrops, smoking on the bombest weed 

Backshots finna go down when we leave 

And I got squad in the back, oh yeah, yeah 

And a foreign car in the back, oh yeah, yeah 

Looking like stars in the back, oh, yeah, yeah 

You can't tell me that I'm wrong (wrong) 

Can't tell me I ain't on (on) 

Bottle straight to the head and I'm going 'till I tap out 

Tap out, tap out, tap out, ohh 

She wanna play 'till the morning (morning) 

And I'ma give it to her like she want it 

Tap out, until she tap out 

Until she tap out, ohh 

She wanna play 'till the morning (morning) 

And I'ma give it to her like she want it...