1:06 am by DSS Taste Music listen to it feedem dope shit pope shit old shit cold shit no shit go get a check relax we set turn up burn up worm up get up had luck gone fuck then duck watsup taste no time to waste this aint no race see us first place hunids i gave yo ass i saved done blame no stain regain no sale u pale fuck jail epic fail raining hail 50k for bail ma old house it be for stale shit you talk about be lame got fame a pain ma shit be lit sipping in a minute so sit down outa town got no crown shooters around shooting no sound just smoked a pound u be lost then found. bitches be around came up from the ground never rap wen surup aint sround i be uptown i be down town to much cash around u broke like a joke all they want is taste catch me hop up on wave wave taste music madem slave i be spitting steam glock with a beam this aint a dream whole a milly yeah nigger ima tryna see they be buzzing like bee chill with me everything free go ahead and sip some purp stay outa work wen i want thats coz im the boss might just floss like ross cross over there blowing smoke up in the air im bout to turn up dont azk wer