Lời bài hát Taste (feat. Offset)
Slide on a pimp game
With my pinky ring
Lotta gang lotta ******* and a icy chain
Why you claim that you rich
That's a false claim
I be straight to the whip
No baggage claim
Whole lotta styles
Can't even pronounce the name
You don't even got no style
See you on my Instagram
I be rockin' it
Like it's fresh out the pan
Only when I'm takin' pics
I'm the middleman
Walk talk it like a boss
I just lift the hand
Three million cash call me rain man
Money like a shower that's my rain dance
And we all in black
Like it's gangland
Say the wrong word you be hangman
Watch me stick to your *****
Like a spray tan
Aw Mr. What Kind Of Car You In
In the city love my name
I ain't gotta say it
Taste taste she can get a taste
Taste taste she can get a taste
Taste taste **** what a ***** say
It's all the same like Mary-Kate
Taste taste she can get a taste
Taste taste let you get a taste
Taste taste do you love the taste
Yeah that's cool but he ain't like me
Lotta girls like me
*****s wanna fight me
***** get yo *** checked
Like a ****in' Nike
Me not icey that's unlikely
And she gon' **** me
Like a ****in' Hi-C
Aw chains on the neck
For the whole team
And I feel like Gucci
With the ice cream
And my ***** want the Fenty
Not the Maybelline
I'm the black JB
The way these ******* scream
Make these ******* scream
Pretty little thing
Like my ***** A.E say gotta lotta mean
Taste taste she can get a taste
Taste taste she can get a taste
Taste taste **** what a ***** say
It's all the same like Mary-Kate
Taste taste she can get a taste
Taste taste let you get a taste
Taste taste do you love the taste
Yeah that's cool
Yeah I'ma put the drip on the plate
Diamond ice-glazed *****s imitate
Aye aye feed me grapes
Maybach with the drac'
Slow pace in the Wraith
Got this **** from bae
Diamonds up to par the cookie hittin' hard
The Rari sit in park
I'm at it on Mars
Shotgun shells we gon' always hit the target
Popcorn ***** shell poppin' out the cartridge
3400 Nawfside Charles Barkley
4-8-8 Ferrari
Make her get on top of me
And ride me like a Harley
She wanna keep me company
And never want depart me
Yeah fishtail in the parking lot
I don't kick it with these *****s
'cause they talk about 'cha
And I got the fire
Don't make me spark it out 'cha
Keep it in my back pocket
Like it's a wallet
Like the way she **** it
**** it like a Jolly
Stack it up and put it
With the whole project
And she got the Patek on water moccasin
I'm rich in real life
I get that profit copy
Taste taste she can get a taste
Taste taste let you get a taste
Taste taste do you love the taste
Yeah that's cool but he ain't like me
Taste taste LA you can get a taste
Taste taste Miami you can get a taste
Taste taste Oakland you can get a taste
Taste taste New York do you love the taste
Taste taste Chi-Town you can get a taste
Taste taste Houston you can get a taste
Taste taste Portland you can get a taste
Taste taste overseas let them ******* taste
Taste taste she can get a taste
Taste taste she can get a taste
Taste taste do you love the taste
Taste taste worldwide they gon' get a taste.
