Fuck Taylor Gang (Not A Diss We Just Not Dick Riders) [HIGH LIFE LABEL]
Back in the day We used to play Now we got older Part got colder Rolling up papes Locs on my face Ass on my lap Bitch im takin her waist What can I say ? im a fly ass nigga Im lyrically murdering, you niggas with triggers Not on the biggest paper & presidents Gotta connect on sour & medicine Bitch im a veteran, setting these trends Purp in yo city, like the store for the kids This ain't no wiz, so fuck a khalifa This nasa gang raider shit, im black like the reapers I got a good hit so im buzzing like beepers I got me a broomstick, I call it streetsweeper Ufos higher than paper planes This ain't no taylor gang, nigga this that raiders mane
[Hook x3]
If you rep what you rep nigga rep that The fuckin raiders in this bitch wearing all black Getting ratchet at the mouth gone get yo head cracked Gone and rep that (x2)
[Outro] Man fuck yall hoes man all yall hoes think yall the shit my nigga But really all yall hoes stankier than the rest of everybody else on this motherfuckin earth nigga Yal doodoo stink than everybody else doodoo bitch, bitch you stinkier than a motherfucka Bitch quit tryna act like you the baddest bitch on earth All yall hoes man, fuck yall hoes man, ion give a shit man
Pussy is yall only power man, straight up foo ya ass all that Bitch if it wasn't for that, you wouldn't be shit You know what im sayin' ?
You just like tyga bitch Without yo tats bitch you wouldn't be shit You feel me, that real nigga, straight up SGP nigga Swag nigga