Top Songs By Taylor Gang
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Taylor Gang
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeannette Boling
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Right here?
Let's get ratchet
Uh-huh
[Verse 2]
Trippy like Bombay paper planes
Pints of codeine, pounds of mary jane
If I didn't have my dope, I would go insane
24-7 high, I will never change
Need my Vicodin, I need my Lortabs
I need a bad bitch with enormous ass
Every day, I'm throwed, my ****
When you're makin' this money, this how it go, my ****
[Verse 3]
Rollin' and blowin' it by the O, my ****
Sippin' and smokin', that's how I get it in motion
Smokin' the loudest and give you **** the roaches
Show after parties for all the pictures, we posin'
Don't drink that other shit, so the gin's what we pourin'
Slowin' down, weed goin' 'round
I'm lightin' up, it's goin' down
[Verse 4]
Lemonade and gin, I be pourin' up
Roll another one, 'cause I ain't never high enough
T-G-O-D, that's how we live it up
For some real ****, yeah, you gotta give it up
Second joystick, yeah, my ****' players too
Do or die, I be smokin' on a J or two
Now, that' some pimp type shit me and my **** do
Yeah, we fucked up, what you heard is true
[Verse 5]
I'm on that Bombay and that lemonade, that's what we be sippin' on
Ridin' clean and sittin' low
Rollin' all my weed till it's gone
Rollin' all my weed till it's gone
[Verse 6]
I'm on that Bombay and that lemonade, that's what we be sippin' on
Ridin' clean and sittin' low (I'm fucked up, man)
Rollin' all my weed till it's gone
Rollin' all my weed till it's gone
[Verse 7]
Uh, uh, uh,I'm playin' that eight track in that seven deuce
With a whole cup of that Taylor Juice
Your bitch on the run, we call it on the loose
With her hair blowin', we lost the roof
My jewelry clean, that jar full
She got good brain, that's law school
One get high, trippy, fucked up ****
Oh, you tryna get high? Might as well pull with ya
[Verse 8]
I'm drinkin' (I'm drinkin')
I'm smokin' (I'm smokin')
I'm faded (I'm faded)
I'm loaded (I'm loaded)
[Verse 9]
Got weed to smoke, got a bottle of gin
Got a bank roll, brought it all to spend
Got some pre-rolls, brought all of 'em in
We gettin' smokey (We gettin' smokey)
[Verse 10]
I'm the money mayne with the money team
Your money talk, well, my money sing
I'm a rockstar, bitch, I'm a Memphis king
Out in Hollywood livin' every **** dream
With a bunch of white girls in a limousine
'Bout to pass the fuck out on this cup of lean
Hey, white girl, have a couple of beans
Now, let's make a movie full of fuckin' scenes
[Verse 11]
I'm on that Bombay and that lemonade, that's what we be sippin' on
Ridin' clean and sittin' low
Rollin' all my weed till it's gone
Rollin' all my weed till it's gone
[Verse 12]
I'm on that Bombay and that lemonade, that's what we be sippin' on
Ridin' clean and sittin' low
Rollin' all my weed till it's gone
Rollin' all my weed till it's gone
Written by: Jeannette Boling
