Rich The Kid - Phone Tap lyrics

[Rich The Kid:] Phone tapped like The Wire Birds sing like the choir Rich n***a, Gucci attire With a b**h look like Mariah [Skippa Da Flippa:] Got birds singing like a recital The chopper sit right by the bible I am America's top trap idol And as a teen I was packing the rifles [Lil Yachty:] 24 inches, I ride in that Chevy Pick up my wallet, that sh** kind of heavy b**h see my face and that b**h call me pretty Beat up that kitty and nut on her titty Told that lil b**h don't you dare act siddity Your a** is fake and your weave looks sh**ty [Rich The Kid:] b**hes f**ing for some Remy She was flexin', drive a Camry I told that b**h don't you call me Got her geeked up on the molly Sent her home in a cab Goyard, got the racks Put Atlanta on my back I was broke, I got the sack Flippa running with a Mac Lil Yachty in the trap [Skippa Da Flippa:] Louboutin with the Supreme I trap Yao Ming, do you know what I mean? Photoshoot, Flippa in teen magazine The cap ain't nothing, n***a it ain't what it seems See my b**h then make a play when I serve a scene Stay down, stay 100, and expect greater things 30 racks, 30 rounds, it's in my jeans Get money, f** b**hes, it's in my genes [Lil Yachty:] I remember in high school I was serving the beans 15 hundred for a young n***a's jeans Young n***a, I'm the king of the teens Dick deep, make the pretty b**h scream Young n***a, I'm a f** up a check Two months, I'm a say check my neck I'm a call up Flippa, tell big bro bring the TEC Real flex, spend my guap on my neck