Tyga - Taste (Official Video) ft. Offset

Slide on a pimp gang when my pinky rang Lotta gang, lotta bitches in a icy chain While 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 talkin' 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.

Why me stick to your bitch like a spray tan?

Uh, Mr. What kind of call you in?

In the city, love my name.

Nigga, I ain't gotta say.

She can get a taste.

Let you get a taste Fuck what a nigga say It's all the same like Mary Kate She get a taste Let you get a taste Do you love the taste?

Yeah, that's cool, but he ain't like me A lot of girls like me, niggas wanna fight me Nigga, get your ass checked like a fuckin' Nike Me not icy, that's unlikely And she gon' suck me like a fuckin' Hi-C Uh, chains on the neck for the whole team And I feel like Gucci with the ice cream

And my bitch went to Fenty, not to Maybelline I'm the black JB, the way these bitches scream Make this bitch scream Pretty lil' thing Like my nigga A.E.

Say, yadadadamim She can get a taste She can get a taste Fuck what a nigga say It's all the same like Mary-Kate She can get a taste

Let you get a taste Do you love the taste?

Yeah, that's cool Yeah, I'ma put the drip on the plate Yeah, diamond, ice, glaze, niggas imitate Ayy, ayy, feed me grapes, maybe with the drape Slow pace in the Wraith, got this shit from Bae's Diamonds at the bar, the cookie hittin' hard The rawest in the park, I'm at it on Mars Shotgun shells, we gon' always hit the target Popcorn, bitch shell, poppin' out the cartridge

Make her get on top of me and rob me like a hard rock She wanna keep me company and never want to bar me, yeah Fishtail in the parking lot I don't kick it with these niggas cause they talk about you, yeah And I got the fire, don't make me spark it at you, ah, yeah Keep it in my back pocket like it's a wallet, ooh Like the way she suck it, suck it like a Jolly Stuck it up and put her with the whole project, racks And she got that paddock on water moccasin I'm rich in real life, I get that profit coppin' She get a taste

That you get a taste Do you love the taste?

Yeah, that's cool, but he ain't like me LA, you can get a taste Miami, you can get a taste Oakland, you can get a taste New York, do you love the taste?

Chi-town, you can get a taste Houston, you can get a taste Portland, you can get a taste

D love the taste Worldwide they gon' get a taste