Light It Upp

-huh.Haha, y'know what it is.Taylor Gang over everything.Yeah, roll up.Verse 1Wake up in the morning, first thing I do is reach for the weedGot a fresh pack of papers, that's all that I needSmoking OG Kush, got it straight from the plugBig joints like King Kong's fingers, filling up my lungsEngine roaring in the driveway, custom paint on the frameBlow a cloud out the window, they all knowing my nameHaters talking down but I stay high in the zoneCounted a million cash just from sitting at home. [1] (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3CwShYEA0ao), [2] ( 2Pull up to the function, smell the smoke through the doorGot a bad clique with me, they all ready to pourWe don't do no blunts, keep it strictly to glass or the papersStepping over boundaries, we don't look at the hatersMy eyes real low, floating straight to the skyBrought a whole bag of green that you just cannot buyChampagne pouring while the rotation is deepWe don't ever slow down, no, we don't ever sleep. [ Verse 3Now I'm sitting on a plane, rolling up in the airDiamond chains on my neck, wind blowing through my hairUsed to smoke in the basement, now I'm changing the gameFive hundred million later, ain't a thing look the samePass it back to the homies, yeah, we keeping it trueTaylor Gang in the building, man, you know how we doSo just light up another one, pass it right to the leftWe gonna smoke until there's absolutely nothing left. [ 1