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Wiz Khalifa - Taylor Gang
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Taylor gang Taylor gang
You know I'm reppin' Taylor
On my way from Cali so you know I'm smokin' flavor
Ain't f**kin' with blunts you know we only smokin' paper
And I throw it up so you that they know just what my gang is
Motherf**k a hater
I left the crib with 10 grand bought a hundred pair
I'm the coach I can show you how to be a player
Five-eight's is the fitted b**ches love my hair
Camo shorts go with anythin' I wanna wear
They let me in the club f**k a dress code
Me and all my ni**as rollin' up the best smoke
OG Kush from the Westcoast
Oh you down to f**k Well shortie let's go
Diamonds in my chain ni**as tryin' to steal my lane
Chronic in my brain b**ch I'm reppin' Taylor gang
Smoke till I'm insane drinkin' 'til I'm throwin' up
Only papers if you Taylor'd ni**a throw it up
High socks low cuts
Smell that good w**d then you know it's us
That yellow car pullin' up
Them ni**as ain't high so they ain't close to us
Got 'em flyin' two fingers and hold 'em up
Taylor gang Taylor gang Taylor gang Taylor gang
Taylor gang Taylor gang Taylor gang Taylor gang
You know I'm reppin' Taylor
On my way from Cali so you know I'm smokin' flavor
Ain't f**kin' with blunts you know we only smokin' paper
And I throw it up so you that they know just what my gang is
Motherf**k a hater
Bought a crib like Scareface's this is my world
All my ni**as down to bang but we can try worse
Smokin' ounces to the head feel my mind twirls
I'm the mayor and my b**ch look like a fly girl
Topic of discussion talk sh*t 'cause they b**ches love us
Plus them ni**as suckas I got that in livin' color
All my cars are different colors all my broads are different colors
All I do is f**k 'em once and I don't call or give 'em numbers
Rolex more sex good w**d no stress
Run my town arms chest lift weights Bowflex
Throw your set up what you rep when you twistin' ya fingers
Real recognize real and my nig you a stranger
Gotta bank for a scrilla a brain full of papers
Got a phone full of hoes and a gang full of Taylors
Taylor gang Taylor gang Taylor gang Taylor gang
Taylor gang Taylor gang Taylor gang Taylor gang
You know I'm reppin' Taylor
On my way from Cali so you know I'm smokin' flavor
Ain't f**kin' with blunts you know we only smokin' paper
And I throw it up so you that they know just what my gang is
Motherf**k a hater
You see me out I rep my gang used serve that John McCain
That John McCain hold up they don't know my name
Chevy who Chevy who Look at all that sh*t these dollars do
Gettin' all this money wit you know who it's Taylor gang over you
We poppin' bottles gang signs all my ni**as gang signs
Rollin' up gang signs ni**as trippin' bang time
Hold up what they say 'bout us
Same ni**as gotta get the okay 'bout stuff
They ain't in the same league they don't play like us
No sticks no seeds keep that rolled up
Bang on them hoes we does that socket work
I just had a plug for that get your Taylor on
Hold for whatever you rep throwin' up the gang
4800 still reppin' a set got these ni**as trippin'
And these b**ches too they just haters though
No matter what we do what up cuh on the left side
It's Taylor gang and that's or die Chevy
Taylor gang Taylor gang Taylor gang Taylor gang
Taylor gang Taylor gang Taylor gang Taylor gang
You know I'm reppin' Taylor
On my way from Cali so you know I'm smokin' flavor
Ain't f**kin' with blunts you know we only smokin' paper
And I throw it up so you that they know just what my gang is
Motherf**k a hater