taylor port Lyrics

Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh

Okay, fitted hat brim to the back let these hoes walk down see my face

I'm Ja Morant brought the stick in the club just so I could feel safe

Nigga been having money problems I want be young again

All my hoes they bottle girls they young and turnt

I ain't really want fuck that hoe without no condom I'm gone get burnt

She was pulling up to my crib trying to park but she hit the curve

She scratched up all the wheels on the Nissan

What's the word, yeah

What's the word, yeah

What's the word, okay

Yeah I'm fucking on thot hoes I'ma settle down with a nerd

Been sipping on Taylor Port shit got me seeing blurs

And that hoe a thot he don't even care he gone buy her a purse

Real street nigga I couldn't care less my daughter curse

Real street nigga put the YouTube check in the Ps watch that disperse

I done seen my get ran through I'ma act like that don't hurt

I know how it feel when I see a nigga with a bitch that I hit first

Money problems, family problems, but the bitch problems hit the worst

Drunk driving in the Jag I might crash this bitch I'm swerving

I done brought twin around the bad bitches why the fuck twin got nervous

By shawty got a burner page let me find out you been lurking

White plug think he Yeat or something he rocking a turban

Shawty from out of town bitch I ain't trying to go on Bourbon

I don't sip no brown only tequila and some purple

I like the way you look bae but your stories made me curve you

Shawty said she straight I know this one bitch that could turn you

I feel like fuck a date bitch I'll be damned if I got to earn you

Okay so tell me what's the word, yeah

What's the word, yeah

What's the word, yeah

What's the word, okay

Yeah I'm fucking on thot hoes I'ma settle down with a nerd, okay

Been sipping on Taylor Port shit got me seeing blurs