Taylor (Produced by Cardo)

Okay
 You know I'm sayin'? (Cardo got wings)
 I ain't gon' keep playin' with y'all
 Not like I was before though, ha-ha-ha, uh
 Backseat how I like to ride, two freaks tryna fit inside
 Just left the club, now she wanna slide
 Nigga keep callin', so she tryna hide
 Big chain got her eyes wide, big dope, nigga, no lie
 Presidential, monumental, she only fuck with you when the rent due
 I'm tryna bag one when I spin through
 On the grind, gettin' money's not an issue
 You know it's the bomb just by the scent
 Nigga sayin' he a pimp, but he doin' shit that tricks do
 'Lotta bullshit I been through
 It made me a boss and my whole team official
 We just stickin' to the script
 Niggas sayin' they get down, but I promise they don't do it like this
 'Bout to take another trip, tell my bitch, "Roll another zip"
 And my gang don't slip, smoke trees, count a mil' before I dip
 So much that the bank can't fit, she chose up, you can't blame her
 We in the room high as a skyscraper
 We came this far, ain't never gon' change up, homie, that's Taylor
 Straight game what I give her
 Big crib, but I made it out of Pittsburgh
 No time for the fuck shit
 We pull up, cleanest niggas at the function
 All white Benz lookin' for some skins
 Make sure I got room for you plus your friends
 Straight card, no cash
 Heard 'em niggas be simpin' so 'em niggas ain't lastin'
 Get a joint and put gas in
 Them niggas ain't even in my way, I move past 'em
 E'rythin' I make classic
 And niggas be hatin', but to me that ain't natural
 And it's pay me, fuck you
 Smell two K's when I come through
 I just roll another zip
 Niggas sayin' they get down, but I promise they don't do it like this
 'Bout to take another trip, tell my bitch, "Roll another zip"
 And my gang don't slip, smoke trees, count a mil' before I dip
 So much that the bank can't fit, she chose up, you can't blame her
 We in the room high as a skyscraper
 We came this far, ain't never gon' change up, homie, that's Taylor