Lyrics Tappin' in - Inkth

Yeah!
I get the commas, Man they get some cameras
I'm making deposits, They making some comments
I'm not here for romance, I'm not here for banter
I bought all my gifts for me, I am my Santa
I work all my shifts for me, I am my employer
She wanted to chill with me so I just sang for her
Y'all wanna bop lemme switch up the genres

Comfy in backseat, I'm plotting events
You take on the wheel, I just move with my brain
Serious or sassy, I change for the best
I'm going for most, Here nothing is less
Tracking progress, My graph is different
Love is the function, No axis of wealth
Wish me some health, Pray for my mental
Don't need no stealth, No fears on rentals

Wonder why I'm thirsty for Money in my purses
Fame for my esteem, Women for my urges?
Why do I do what I do?
Why do I gotta be what I am?
Do you have my voodoo?
I could ask you to walk in my shoes but I'm more concerned 'bout having these shoes.
Wait, what? Who's fucking making these shoes?
Wait, shit! Some shoes are losing their soles

Ayy, Yeah, Woah!
We fucking goin' in
Ayy, Yeah!
We fucking tappin' in
Ayy, Yeah!
We fucking goin' in
Ayy, Woah!
We fucking tappin' in

Khali nai zindagi to khali meri soch kaise hogi?
Meri zubaan badi tikhi Lage kha li pepperoni
Teri khaal hi mene kholi to dikha teri soul tune kho di
Khodi khud hi tune grave jab mere aage badi baate chodi
Meri boli deti goli lagu rap wala Sodhi, nako molly nako Rolly sirf khushiya he toli
To li pen haat me likha verse beat body
Soch Out of the box par nai hu me Roddy
Self doubt detox kare shabd Rehabili-tation
It's confirmation that when you feature me your habibi will play my old work
Me jaise Goldberg par spear ye dil me toh rapper hold per rakh baaki
Paisa vasool ye verse nai koi thakbaaki, aage de haat par peeche se Nazi
Kya hi naraazi, they play for the bucks like Giannis
Deta me goosebumps like Travis just have it
Karta nahi basic task I ain't no Pjanic
Mind of fanatic
Karte ye beef bro even Government has banned it
My plates be tectonic, I know when they move apart it might become problematic
My life be traumatic but time ain't no static (Ayy, Yeah)

Woah!
We fucking goin' in
Ayy, Yeah!
We fucking tappin' in
Ayy, Yeah!
We fucking goin' in
Ayy, Woah!
We fucking tappin' in