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Head Taps
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Head Taps dirilis pada 20 Agustus 2026 oleh Signal Records/Columbia sebagai bagian dari album Head Taps - Single
Released20 Agustus 2026
LabelSignal Records/Columbia
BahasaEnglish
BPM70
Melodiksi
Level Akustik
Valence
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Lirik

Go
Long live my brother, we did kill your bitch-ass brother
Ay Lil Nas, I’ll tell you what tho Lil Nas
Go, go go (How you do that?)
Broad day, face shot, lil’ **** I done seen it
**** not like my ****, we demons
Get caught, get laced, ****, it’s that season
If I’m smoking on the opp, then that mean we the reason
Park the hot, get on feet, walking down they block
Every Glock got a switch with a drum or a mop
Secret ass ****, starting to think you a cop (Go)
Go
When we jump out, all you hear is Dracs and switches
Streets got a lot of “Don’t let me out” ass ****
Made excuses why he ain’t slidin’, these **** be bitches
Spank they ass for all that dissin’
Tryna run up in the store, but the fire had tripped him
Got shot in my leg, next month I was spinnin’
But the only difference is when shh got caught, bitch we killed him
Forty seven shots sticking out my glizzy, rookie-ass **** tryna put all fifty
Dick suckin’ my opps, tryna click up with ‘em, your bitch ass better be ready for what come with it
Young rich turnt **** still slidin’ thru the trenches
Long live my twin, **** know we come different
We was taking shit, and headtapping ****
No excuse, we had three windows
Can’t get you, I’ma get your cousin
Make your ass go do some thuggin’
Slowin’ down on drugs, my bitch steady fussin’
Know that lil shit ain’t ‘bout nothin’
I send shots, these **** duckin’
Got a drop on an opp, you know we gon’ rush ‘em
I’m a young turnt **** fuckin’ her and her cousin
Go
When we jump out, all you hear is Dracs and switches
Streets got a lot of “Don’t let me out” ass ****
Made excuses why he ain’t slidin’, these **** be bitches
Spank they ass for all that dissin’
Tryna run up in the store, but the fire had tripped him
Got shot in my leg, next month I was spinnin’
But the only difference is when shh got caught, bitch we killed him
Forty seven shots sticking out my glizzy, rookie-ass **** tryna put all fifty
Dick suckin’ my opps, tryna click up with ‘em, your bitch ass better be ready for what come with it
Young rich turnt **** still slidin’ thru the trenches
Long live my twin, **** know we come different
We was taking shit, and headtapping ****
No excuse, we had three windows
Written by: Erik Rupper, John Ramirez, Leon Krol, Mikquale Cooper
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