Taylor Gang – Sleep At Night (feat. Wiz Khalifa & Tuki Carter) letras

[Intro: Tuki Carter]
Yo what up, what up
This is Tuki Toker A.K.A. Tuki Taylor A.K.A. Tuki Carter
A.K.A. Taylor Gang Volume 1, all up in your momma living room nigga
Yea, you know that, Gang Gang

[Verse 1: Tuki Carter]
Who time, my time, my time
My life is your timeline, look
All my hoes is way fine, I’m so dope you smell mine
Like them hipsters and them coke lines
I buy zips of Danny Glover call me Mr. You Can’t Blow Mine
So high new name Skyline
I love my time so don’t waste mine
We gon’ smoke and we gon’ fuck
Quickie, Quickie please no hickies
I got a bitch this shit is risky, look
To keep it player you’s a hater, look
Pillow talking with a bitch we sharing?
Doesn’t add up calculator
Doesn’t add up calculator, look
Pimping, pimping good with women
Silly Simpson sipping women
Taylor Gang, a gang of bitches
Say my name it equal riches
Who’s your man this niggas tripping
Baller fishing, rats rats [?] this niggas dipping
Pap his ass and take his woman
Got some more and kept it pimping
Roll a J and smoke a J, count some bread and went to bead

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Sleep at night, help me sleep at night
All this counting money help me sleep at night
Sleep at night, sleep at night
All this counting money help me sleep at night
Baby mama say that I ain’t living right
But all this counting money help me sleep at night
Sleep at night, help me sleep at night
All this counting money help me sleep at night

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Driving in a foreign and I got a warrant
Smoking on that dope I ain’t got no hope
A bitch hit the dope now she gotta choke
Riding in that Porsche like it’s a roller coaster
I done rode a train, I done flown to Spain
I done a rolled a plane, smoked some Mary Jane
I dont changed the game, I done changed the game
Now they know my name, now they know my name
Came and stole my style they ain’t got they own
Came and stole my style cuz it had they mind gone
Smoking on that strong, smoking on that strong
On my iPhone, your bitch trynna bone

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
All this counting money help me sleep at night
All this counting money help me sleep at night
All this counting money help me sleep at night
All this counting money help me sleep at night
Baby mama say that I ain’t living right
But all this counting money help me sleep at night
All this counting money help me sleep at night
All this counting money help me sleep at night

Taylor Gang – Can’t Wait

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
You can’t wait too long (Who you know smoke more than the Gang?)
Cuz opportunity comes and goes
You can’t wait too long (Don’t worry I’ll wait)
When you get another shot you never know
You can’t wait too long (What up Al Pac!)
Got no time for that, no time for that
You can’t wait too long, you can’t wait too long, no

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
I ain’t waiting for my shot
I’d rather get mine the hard way than take it off the top
I make her do what my car say
I’m skating off the lot, smoking weed in the hallway
I stink of all the pot, think you get out on the squad
But I’m thinking that you not
Run up on me the wrong way and end up getting socked
Ain’t worried bout what you gon’ get just think of what you got
Telling me I’m a star so I take her to the block
Let her meet all my squad see my place
See all of my cars could win a race
But I’m grown I be on a different pace
Get a shot get a chase, I don’t take her out on a dinner date
Want a real nigga mama he’s in your face
Watch how I innovate
These bitch ass niggas they been afraid
We ain’t just getting started we been a gang
You lil ones ain’t in the way, you just a bunch of internet chumps
Tryna be tough, until somebody fuck you up
It’s Young Wiz
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
You can’t wait too long
Cuz opportunity comes and goes
You can’t wait too long
When you get another shot you never know
You can’t wait too long
Got no time for that, no time for that
You can’t wait too long, you can’t wait too long, no

[Verse 2: Al Pac]
Niggas bullshitting me I’m on a paper chase
On the grind everyday to get this paper straight
I paid my dues, Al Peezy making major moves
Smoking on some KK sipping on my booze
I’m from the bottom, coming straight off the block
Ride around in the Caddy, high from pushing this drop
Imma take you to the top, still repping for Bigavell
And I’m coming for my spot, still giving you niggas hell
What it is, Al Gotti I’m riding with Young Wiz
Gain Greene, Taylor Gang we give you niggas the biz
The streets love it, Al Pac I make it do what it do
If you niggas need that wave I put you up in the loop
Got your lady in the coupe and she swallowed the whole team
When we pull up to the spot, we murder the whole scene
Hold it down for the town, I’m the menace from uptown
Talk crazy out your mouth, my nigga get barked down

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
You can’t wait too long
Cuz opportunity comes and goes
You can’t wait too long
When you get another shot you never know
You can’t wait too long
Got no time for that, no time for that
You can’t wait too long, you can’t wait too long, no

[Outro: DJ Motor Mane]
I hope you got your joints rolled
We just getting this thing started
It’s Taylor Gang Volume 1
Your boy DJ Motor Mane checking in
E. Dan on em
You already know how we get down
This has been brought to you by Wiz Khalifa Raw Papers
Taylor Gang grinders on deck
We rollin

Taylor Gang – All Winter

[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]
Bet y’all niggas didn’t know we was working on this
Haha, Taylor Gang Volume 1

[Verse 1: J.R. Donato]
Don’t want me to smash your sister nigga get her
I’m getting money on the block with my hittas
They pulling up they pulling cars they pulling triggers
Come wipe me down they wiping niggas out the picture
I got that pack okay I pitch it like a pitcher
And this ain’t Twitter so I’m not the one to mention
Eating shroomies got her staring at the ceiling
I got bundles in my backpack and got lean all on my kidney
Fuck with us will get you missing, on a mission
Hit his block he got smashed up guess he ain’t listen
I got a watch thats fully loaded and it glisten
Probably got that dog food, they call it D now he a Piston
[Chorus: J.R. Donato]
I’m never scared I’m prepared for the drama
I’m breaking bands I break bread with my mama
I think I wanna get the Porsche drop this summer
And if I do bitch imma drive it all winter, all winter
Hoe yea we shining all winter
Spring, Summer, Fall, yea, all Winter
Don’t hustle with ya but they wanna ball with ya
Spring, Summer, Fall dawg yea we balling all winter, all winter

[Verse 2: J.R. Donato]
I take your bitch and probably fuck her to some Tiller
I’m pouring up this for Pimp C she want Tequila
We popping bottles boy you know you popping Miller
I’m from the Illi- so that bitch know that I’m iller
P.S.A. yea this go out to all niggas
Cut him off he acting like a fraud nigga
P.S.A. yea this go out to all bitches
Cut that bitch off and she might wan’ fuck yo nigga
I get money, I get money I’m fucking with it
In foreign whips with Luck we bumping Skoobzilla
Keep it chill ain’t gotta touch it I don’t feel ya
Kodak Black, that Kodak Black I’m bout my scrilla
I’m popping tags, popping bands aye pop that nigga
I made 200,000 dollars and ain’t go to college
I bought that Chally off the lot didn’t have to watch the mileage
You know we only smoke that loud you like to chill in silence

[Chorus: J.R. Donato]
I’m never scared I’m prepared for the drama
I’m breaking bands I break bread with my mama
I think I wanna get the Porsche drop this summer
And if I do bitch imma drive it all winter, all winter
Hoe yea we shining all winter
Spring, Summer, Fall, yea, all Winter
Don’t hustle with ya but they wanna ball with ya
Spring, Summer, Fall dawg yea we balling all winter, all winter

[Outro: Wiz Khalifa]
It’s a hot summer J.R
But all this work that we putting in right now
Finna stunt all winter my nigga

JR Donato – All Winter (TGOD Vol. 1 Mixtape) letras

[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]
Bet y’all niggas didn’t know we was working on this
Haha, Taylor Gang Volume 1

[Verse 1: J.R. Donato]
Don’t want me to smash your sister nigga get her
I’m getting money on the block with my hittas
They pulling up they pulling cars they pulling triggers
Come wipe me down they wiping niggas out the picture
I got that pack okay I pitch it like a pitcher
And this ain’t Twitter so I’m not the one to mention
Eating shroomies got her staring at the ceiling
I got bundles in my backpack and got lean all on my kidney
Fuck with us will get you missing, on a mission
Hit his block he got smashed up guess he ain’t listen
I got a watch thats fully loaded and it glisten
Probably got that dog food, they call it D now he a Piston

[Chorus: J.R. Donato]
I’m never scared I’m prepared for the drama
I’m breaking bands I break bread with my mama
I think I wanna get the Porsche drop this summer
And if I do bitch imma drive it all winter, all winter
Hoe yea we shining all winter
Spring, Summer, Fall, yea, all Winter
Don’t hustle with ya but they wanna ball with ya
Spring, Summer, Fall dawg yea we balling all winter, all winter

[Verse 2: J.R. Donato]
I take your bitch and probably fuck her to some Tiller
I’m pouring up this for Pimp C she want Tequila
We popping bottles boy you know you popping Miller
I’m from the Illi- so that bitch know that I’m iller
P.S.A. yea this go out to all niggas
Cut him off he acting like a fraud nigga
P.S.A. yea this go out to all bitches
Cut that bitch off and she might wan’ fuck yo nigga
I get money, I get money I’m fucking with it
In foreign whips with Luck we bumping Skoobzilla
Keep it chill ain’t gotta touch it I don’t feel ya
Kodak Black, that Kodak Black I’m bout my scrilla
I’m popping tags, popping bands aye pop that nigga
I made 200,000 dollars and ain’t go to college
I bought that Chally off the lot didn’t have to watch the mileage
You know we only smoke that loud you like to chill in silence

[Chorus: J.R. Donato]
I’m never scared I’m prepared for the drama
I’m breaking bands I break bread with my mama
I think I wanna get the Porsche drop this summer
And if I do bitch imma drive it all winter, all winter
Hoe yea we shining all winter
Spring, Summer, Fall, yea, all Winter
Don’t hustle with ya but they wanna ball with ya
Spring, Summer, Fall dawg yea we balling all winter, all winter

[Outro: Wiz Khalifa]
It’s a hot summer J.R
But all this work that we putting in right now
Finna stunt all winter my nigga