Taylor Port Junkie
Lil Yachty, Rylo Rodriguez
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No discretion It's no discretion, yeah No discretion In my life, I'ma do what I want Bank countin', NBA, I'm sittin' courtside, yeah No one plays, put some titties on the four-five Talkin' to 'em for a trial before he beat his charge Got my forehand with the Texan, I ain't CJ Stroud This a six-figure vehicle Screamin', "F*ck it," on the front street I'm a codeine drinker She a Taylor Port junkie Soon as you touched down, be prepared I don't wanna get high in a year Heard you're tryna turn off a T I'm gettin' tired of the usual, oh She keep livin' life off of means, yeah You don't even post none of you Told the waitress, "Don't for the 19" All the pretty girls love 42 Where you been? Coincidence or not, we was in the same club that you in I let you in But you let me out the same door you came through Wonder who else done got these recordings of you Wonder who else done got these same portraits of you Won't force it on you, no abortions on you Head game cold, I put a North Face on you (?) I made it out the shit (?) look like I committed Shot niggas hit the courtroom, have a lot to say Been a minute since I brought this , I be out the way I done lost it all before, I know how it feel, for real Tryna put a play together just to make sure that we all rich Been knew I was the one, I came through rockin' Kapital And the baby wiper, I done filled the Goyard bag with dogshit (yeah, yeah) This a six-figure vehicle Screamin', "F*ck it," on the front street I'm a codeine drinker She a Taylor Port junkie Soon as you touched down, be prepared I don't wanna get high in a year Heard you're tryna turn off a T I'm gettin' tired of the usual, oh She keep livin' life off of means, yeah You don't even post none of you Told the waitress, "Don't for the 19" All the pretty girls love 42 (hmm) Doggy trim so they pulled him from the pin like grenade All these hoes fake fruity like Minute Maid (yeah) She turned box, realize her ex-nigga had a pussy (hmm) Cops pulled us over, I started sweatin', I had a bully (frrp) I give a million dollars worth of game like I'm Gillie Investor recordin' in my tables, like I'm chilly Her and her friends wanna f*ck me off a P-P-P-P-P (damn) Man, these niggas outchea treat you like an arcade (hmm) Put a bad bitch in a Rolls and let her stargaze (yeah) Took her out her jurisdiction like a car chase (huh) F*ck these niggas, what they on? I'm on a mission (the f*ck?) You think I treat my baby mama like I'm Tristan? (Damn) They quick to talk and they treat life like a fiction Everybody 'round me get to blitzin' (brrt) This a six-figure vehicle Sreamin', "F*ck it," on the front street I'm a codeine drinker She a Taylor Port junkie Soon as you touched down, be prepared I don't wanna get high in a year Heard you're tryna turn off a T I'm gettin' tired of the usual, oh She keep livin' life off of means, yeah You don't even post none of you Told the waitress, "Don't for the 19" All the pretty girls love 42
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