Sweet Zai'lyn Love

[Intro]
Taste, taste, taste (Taste good), taste, taste (Taste good)
Taste, taste, taste (Taste good), taste, taste (Taste good)
Taste, taste, taste, taste, taste
Taste, taste (Taste, taste, taste, taste, taste), taste, taste, taste
Taste, taste, taste, taste, taste
Taste, taste, taste, taste, taste
Taste, taste, taste, tastе, taste

[Verse 1]
I'm on a mission, special edition, takin' commisions
Fuck a Piscеs, I get to fishin' with no permission
Ain't done yet, my lyrics hittin', bitches go missin'
When my children actin' up, I gotta send 'em to the pound, good riddance
He want my digits, fuck is you spendin'? Is you with it?
'Cause I ain't trippin', got other niggas who be with it (Ooh)
Chillin' with hitters, switchin' positions
Nigga, thought it was ki, until them bullets had him dancin'

[Chorus]
Taste, taste, taste, taste, taste
Play your cards right, such a ace, ace, ace
And he love to look up at my face, face, face
I ain't frontin' 'cause I got that bass, bass, bass

[Chorus]
Taste, taste, taste, taste, taste
Play your cards right, such a ace, ace, ace
And he love to look up at my face, face, face
I ain't frontin' 'cause I got that bass, bass, bass