Yea ni**a

I only f**k with a certain type of niggas man 100

Aye Drew put some delay on my voice put some re-rup on that and turn me up

Niggas got it f**ked up prolly thinking it's a game

I might a lot but I ain't playing with them

I'm up all day I work all night

I rolling a w**d I'm on the flight

Soon as I land I'm gonna ride I'm on the grind

40 hours 2 shows 3 planes 6 zeros

Flying all around the world like I'm a f**king hero

Pouring it straight out the bottle that's how we drink clicko

And we all from the same hood

That's why we feel the same thing

Like saying one of our pockets hurting

We all gon feel the same pain

Eyes smoking out the car service police escorting

Now the dawg nervous we the bomb searchers

Penthouse whole room filled with cash in it

Old school back seat with a stash in it

Big joint OG mixed with hash in it

And it's TGOD you niggas last minute

Your flow last year the swag last fall

You just the last place you ain't gon last at all

You niggas want kush we got ounces

You niggas want cookies we got pounds

You niggas want kush we got ounces

You niggas want cookies we got pounds

You know it's Taylor Gang or die

Haha word

Ah fresh out the spot where they selling you gotta pay them the coop

Ain't no rules out this motherf**ker who sold you that book

B**ch we down when it's cracking around my way and you know that

Can get more than I ever asked so be afraid of the go back

Yeah I'm talk I'm cooling moving

No cameras respect the shooters

I'm out on this money train

You don't know about hustle do you

It's everything in or nothing

B**ch you know how I get down

You wasn't mad at me before

So why is you mad at me now

The alcohol got you talking

You do the same things and the cops

Know conversation know where we playing

Only for money calls only

That mean I can't deal with them old games that you tryna kick

This ain't Shinobi

I told her baby you thirsty She responded I'm cool

Said your wrist it's got water I told her b**ch this a pool

Feel me gang now but concrete dive in first

But if you owe me money I need my grit first word

You niggas want kush we got ounces

You niggas want cookies we got pounds

You niggas want kush we got ounces

You niggas want cookies we got pounds

What you smokin' on mane

Aha what you got in your bag dough bra

The same sh*t new b**ch with me

Box money run 2-50

I'm running through the stop lights late night

I told baby girl get your cake right

That kush doesn't taste right

We take it to the hand all you smell is cake can cookie smoke in the Benz

Where my roof go I stack up quick Why they move slow

White girls in my room I'm smoking while they do blow

Plus life no crushed ice 20K in the game my bookie loves life

But f**k it I like to blow cash I don't tuck it it's nothing

2 first class flights to the function

20 zens a hundred 20 grand

In the city where the pretty girls dance

And them plants grow in the warehouse skinny cash

If you pass me b******t I'ma laugh

I'm the man no lie baby

You niggas want kush we got ounces

You niggas want cookies we got pounds

You niggas want kush we got ounces

You niggas want cookies we got pounds