Uh, uh
Niggas know
Taylor gang sunshine or snow
Them hoes running their best clothes
And I prolly fuck your bitch, nigga
Real shit, uh
We never low
Away we go (Taylor Gang or die)
We suppose to go (go), we suppose to go (go)
We never low (and that's 'til the end)
Away we go, like we supposed to go (go)
I always keep one rolled (for life)
I keep one rolled (there's flagship)
I keep one rolled
I keep one rolled (it's what we live by)
I keep one rolled
In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up
In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up
In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up
In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up
Wake up, bake up, gotta get my cake up
In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up
Choked out, loced out, blowing hella smoke out
In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up
Rolling all this weed that I'm holding
Thinking she high before she even gets the chance to smoke it
Blowing O's, she knows my trees potent
Man at home, you're living for the moment
Coming game, don't run it, I own it
Kush and orange, juice be the components
Come to my crib, see money so big, you can't fold it
This's how I live, she poured her a lil' gin
Then, rolled her another doob
Before she was finished, man, freaky sheena got super looses
We never low (low), away we go (go)
And we suppose to go (go), we suppose to go (go)
We never low (low), away we go (go)
Like we supposed to go (go)
I always keep one rolled
I keep one rolled
I keep one rolled
I keep one rolled
I keep one rolled
In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up
In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up
In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up
In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up
Wake up, bake up, gotta get my cake up
In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up
Choked out, loced out, blowing hella smoke out
In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up
Show money
Leaving show car low full of hoes for me
Hahaha, it's so funny
On the paper chase, in case that money run from me
In the cut, rolling up
Keep them E-z Widers stuffed
While them lil' nigga still smoking hella blunts
What? I just made us another plane
And poured out some champagne
As soon as we finished that, she was screaming out, "Taylor Gang"
We never low (low), away we go (go)
And we suppose to go (go), we suppose to go (go)
We never low (bitch), away we go (and that's it)
Like we supposed to go (go) (where we are right now)
I always keep one rolled (yeah)
I keep one rolled (that's cool)
I keep one rolled
I keep one rolled
I keep one rolled (we don't smoke blunt, bitch)
In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up
In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up
In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up
In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up
Wake up, bake up, gotta get my cake up
In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up
Choked out, loced out, blowing hella smoke out
In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up
