Taste

Taste - The Party Hits All Stars

Lyrics by：Kiari Cephus/Michael Stevenson/David Doman/Cameron Lewis

Composed by：Kiari Cephus/Michael Stevenson/Cameron Lewis/David Doman

Slide on a pimp game with my pinky ring

Lotta gang lotta b***hes 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 ain't 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 a 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 words you be hangman

Watch me stick to your b***h like a spray tan

Aw Mr what-kind-of-car-he-In

And the city love my name n***a I ain't gotta say it

Taste taste she can get a taste

Taste taste she can get a taste

Taste taste f**k what a n***a say

Taste taste 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 n***as wanna fight me

N***a get your a*s checked like a f**kin' Nike

Me not icy that's unlikely

And she gon' suck me like a f**kin' Hi-C

Aw chains on the neck for the whole team

And I feel like gucci with the ice cream

And my b***h want the Fenty not the maybelline

I'm the black JB the way these b***hes scream

Make these b***hes scream

Ah pretty little thing

Like my n***a AE

Say Yadadadamean

Taste taste she can get a taste

Taste taste she can get a taste

Taste taste f**k what a n***a say

Taste taste it's all the same like Mary-Kate

Taste taste she can get a taste

Taste taste let you get a taste

Yes yes do you love the taste

Yeah that's cool offset

Yeah I'ma put the drip on the plate yeah drip drip

Diamond ice glacier n***as imitate Ice ice

Ayy ayy feed me grapes maybach with the drake grapes

Slow pace in the wraith got this s**t from bae skrrt

Diamonds up to par par the cookie hittin' hard hard

The 'Rari sit in park Park on Addy on Mars Mars

Shotgun shells we gon' always hit the target Blah

Popcorn big shell poppin' out

The cartridge Pop it

3400 Nawfside Charles Barkley Nawf

4-8-8 Ferrari Skrrt

Make her get on top of me and ride me

Like a Harley Ride

She wanna keep me company and never

Wan' depart me depart me

Yeah fishtail in the parking lot

Skrrt skrrt

I don't kick it with these n***as

'Cause they talk about ya yeah

Yeah and I got the fire don't make me

Spark it out ya fire

Yeah keep it in my back pocket like

It's a wallet who

Like the way she suck it suck it like a Jolly woah

Stack it up and put it with the whole project Racks

And she got that Patek on water moccasin Patek

I'm rich in real life I get that profit copy Hey

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 ayy Portland you can get a taste

Taste taste overseas let them b***hes 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