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Taylor
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Taylor was released on May 28, 2019 by Roc Nation Records as a part of the album Taylor - Single
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Release DateMay 28, 2019
LabelRoc Nation Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM64

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Q Da Fool
Q Da Fool
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremy Fletcher
Jeremy Fletcher
Composer
George Hudnall
George Hudnall
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeremy Fletcher
Jeremy Fletcher
Producer
Raynard Johnson
Raynard Johnson
Recording Engineer
Terrance Davis
Terrance Davis
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

(Picture me workin')
That bitch wanna lay up, I just wanna fuck
I want her face right now, Miss Puff (Miss Puff)
I got the Drac' right now, no bluff (No bluff)
I told the tailor Amiri me up (Amiri me up)
Got a bitch named Taylor, be eatin' me up (Uh, uh)
Got two pitbulls and I'm feedin' 'em you (Then I'm feedin' 'em you)
Leave you tied in the basement, feed 'em at 2
(I feed 'em at 2)
I'm fighting these cases, I flee and elude, uh
(And I flee and elude)
I don't believe in no luck (I don't believe in no luck)
Bitch, I'm on the grind, I been fuckin' 'em up (Fuckin' 'em up)
Heard the Feds on my line, I been switching it up (I been switching it up)
Carbon hold a hundred, it be heatin' you up
(It be heatin' you up, burnin' you up)
Killers on call, got three in the cut (Got three in the cut)
I'm pullin' her hair and smackin' her butt
(I'm pullin' her hair, uh, uh)
I'm lit like a flare, I'm slick like a pup
You shopping at Sears
She be shoppin' with us, uh
(She be shoppin' with us)
I got the antidote
I got the medicine
I got pills and the dope
I got Amphetamines
Sealed in the envelope
I'm really selling things
I'm a grown man
And you still is developing (You bitch)
Run in your business
And we taking errything (We take yo' shit)
Stay out my business
Or we shooting errything
I'm a cold hearted, cold hearted lil' ****
Touch down with them bricks
And go harder, lil' **** (Damn)
Touch down with them bricks and go harder
Trap out the building
We got the product
Stuff the coke in the towel
Hit the road with the Mazda (Mazda)
Killers and dealers
They all on my roster
Stalking ass bitches
I'm just tryna dodge 'em
Couple opps on the list
And I'm just tryna pop 'em (Bah, bah)
I'm in the field with Big Poppa
Bitch soft like a pillow
I'm real life a monster
That bitch wanna lay up, I just wanna fuck
I want her face right now, Miss Puff
I got the Drac' right now, no bluff
I told the tailor Amiri me up (Amiri me up)
Got a bitch named Taylor, be eatin' me up (Be eatin' me up)
Got two pitbulls and I'm feedin' 'em you (Then I'm feedin' 'em you)
Leave you tied in the basement, feed 'em at 2
(I feed 'em at 2)
I'm fighting these cases, I flee and elude, uh
I don't believe in no luck (I don't believe in no luck)
Bitch, I'm on the grind, I been fuckin' 'em up (Fuckin' 'em up)
Heard the Feds on my line, I been switching it up (I been switching it up)
Carbon hold a hundred, it be heatin' you up
(It be burnin' you up)
Killers on call, got three in the cut (Got three in the cut)
I'm pullin' her hair and smackin' her butt (Uh, uh)
I'm lit like a flare, I'm slick like a pup
You shopping at Sears
She be shoppin' with us, uh
Damn it's a homicide
I ain't see anything
Fucking for years
But she'll never get a ring
Don't talk on the phone
'Cause I know that they listening
Shout out to Shawn
All my stones, they be glistening
I ain't like the coupe
I bossed up, put my bitch in it
We 'bout to slide
We looked up, you was missing
You got no high, you got bitch in you, ****
You flexing your brain
Got a trick for you ****
All of my shooters demonic
We caught him lacking
He running like Sonic
African diamonds
They come from Wakanda
She fuck the whole hood
Make her suck with a condom
At the top with my goons
But we come from the bottom
Bitch, we be mobbin', no, not a concert
My shooter, he shoot 'til he see you unconscious
Me leave the house with no stick? Not common
That bitch wanna lay up, I just wanna fuck
I want her face right now, Miss Puff
I got the Drac' right now, no bluff
I told the tailor Amiri me up (Amiri me up)
Got a bitch named Taylor, be eatin' me up (Be eatin' me up)
Got two pitbulls and I'm feedin' 'em you (Then I'm feedin' 'em you)
Leave you tied in the basement, feed 'em at 2
(I feed 'em at 2)
I'm fighting these cases, I flee and elude, uh
(And I flee and elude)
I don't believe in no luck (I don't believe in no luck)
Bitch, I'm on the grind, I been fuckin' 'em up ( I been fuckin' 'em up)
Heard the Feds on my line, I been switching it up (I been switching it up)
Carbon hold a hundred, it be heatin' you up
(It be heatin' you up, burnin' you up)
Killers on call, got three in the cut (Got three in the cut)
I'm pullin' her hair and smackin' her butt
(I'm pullin' her hair, uh, uh)
I'm lit like a flare, I'm slick like a pup
You shopping at Sears
She be shoppin' with us, uh
I got the antidote
I got the medicine
I got pills and the dope
I got Amphetamines
Sealed in the envelope
I'm really selling things
(Selling things)
(Selling things)
Written by: George Hudnall, Jeremy Fletcher
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