F* TASTE

Lyrics: Yoshimasa Takahashi Music: Yoshimasa Takahashi All right You can get right in my face And throw dirt on my name Well, lemme tell you one thing You, not F* my taste up We gon' get right in this place They gon' hear what I say Bro, we came a long way Well, you not F* my taste up Slick talking I proved it once Then I prove it twice, you late Like bro, we came a long way Runnin' back to that white Benz Seb be rollin' up that weight Got a lot of things on our plates Thanksgiving supper we ate Asian momma, I'm blessed Yellow boy talk the same talk Risin' up 88 (Mumble) I swеar I can't catch a break Bouncin, bouncin' through rooms Call me Yoshi T. 808s You can get right in my facе And throw dirt on my name Well, lemme tell you one thing You, not F* my taste up You, not F* my taste up That's it I can't leave without that weight tucked Ah shit I've been poppin' with no makeup That's it You keep F* with my patience Ah shit You, not F* my taste up That's it I can't leave without that weight tucked Ah shit I've been poppin' with no makeup That's it You keep F* with my patience Ah shit You been F* with my