Taylor Gang Wiz Khalifa (Ft. Chevy Woods)

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Taylor, Gang, Taylor, Gang
Taylor, Gang, Taylor, Gang
Taylor, Gang, Taylor, Gang
Taylor, Gang, Taylor, Gang
You know I'm reppin' Taylors
All my weed from Cali so you know I’m smokin' flavors
Ain't fuckin with blunts, you know we only smokin' papers
And I throw it up so that you know just what my gang is
Mothafuck a hater

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Left the crib with 10 grand, bought a hundred pair
I’m the coach, I can show you how to be a player
5/8 is the fitted, bitches love my hair
Camo shorts go with anything I wanna wear
They let me in the club, fuck a dress code
Me and all my niggas rollin' up the best smoke
OG Kush from the West Coast
Oh you down to fuck? Shorty let's go
Diamonds in my chain, niggas trying to steal my lane
Chronic in my brain bitch, I’m reppin' Taylor Gang
Smoke 'til I’m insane, drinking til' I’m throwing up
Only papers if you Taylor’d nigga throw it up
High socks, low cuts
Smell that good weed, then you know it's us
That yellow car pulling up
Them niggas ain't high so they ain't close to us
Down to fly, yeah, two fingers and hold em up