Offset - Taste lyrics

[Intro] D.A [Verse 1: Tyga] Slide on a pimp game with my pinky rang 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 don't even got no style, see you on my Instagram I be rocking it like its fresh off the pan Only when I'm taking pics, I'm the middle man Walk, talk it like a boss, I just lift the hand 3 million cash, call me rain man Money like a shower, thats my rain dance And we all in black, like it's gang land Say the wrong word, you be hang man Watch me stick to your b**h like a spray tan Aw, Mr. what kind of car you in? In the city love my name, n***a I ain't gotta say it [Chorus: Tyga] Taste, taste, she can get a taste Taste, taste, she can get a taste Taste, taste, f** what a n***a say Its 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 [Verse 2: Tyga] Lotta girls like me, n***as wanna fight me n***a get yo a** checked like a f**in nike Me not icey, thats unlikely And she gon' s** me like a f**in' 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 Pretty little thing Like my n***a A.E, say, yadiddamean [Chorus: Tyga] Taste, taste, she can get a taste Taste, taste, she can get a taste Taste, taste, f** what a n***a say Its 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 [Verse 3: Offset] Offset Yeah, I'ma put the drip on a plate Diamond ice glacier n***as imitate Aye, aye feed me grapes Maybach with the drac' Slow case in the wraith, got this sh** from bae Diamonds set the par, the cookie hittin' hard The rari sittin' hard, I'm [?] on mars Shotgun shells we gon' always hit the target Popcorn b**h shell poppin' out the car trick 3400 outside [?] 488, Ferrari Make her get on top of me and ride me like a Harley She wanna keep me company and never want depart me Fishtail in the parking lot I don't kick it with these n***as cause they talk about cha And I got the fire don't make me spark it out cha Keep it in my back pocket like it's a wallet Like the way she s** it s** it like a jolly Stack it up and put it with the whole project And she got the Patek on water [?] I'm rich in real life, I get that private copy [Chorus: Tyga] Taste, taste, she can get a taste Taste, taste, let you get a taste Taste, taste, do you love the taste? Yeah, thats cool, but he ain't like me [Outro: Tyga] 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, 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