Текст песни Get Use 2 the Taste - Iayze

Xans ain't hard to get used to baby
Just gotta get used to the taste
He smoke out a gram, that's poo-poo
That lil' nigga can't even get an eighth
Lil' nigga, who you?
I gotta do you if you not comin' around with the gang
I think it's voodoo when she be all on my noodle
She say she don't wanna lose me

Her new nigga say he cool, but I'm cooler
Mike Amiri, but I mix it with Gucci
Bloodshed gang
They be comin', lookin' for chains to take from you
Better duck your brain, ain't safe for you
Look at the AMG 'cedes on me, baby
Go top speed, baby, uh
That's high speed, baby

One of them high
Take 12 on a high speed
I'ma just call it a ride, huh
Baby, trust me it's alright
I keep a glock on my side
She wanna fuck all night
Baby, that's alright

Fuck all that other shit, let's go up to Malibu
Tryna break all the weed down, it's not malleable
I could put all of you niggas together
You lil' niggas still ain't valuable
I'm finna' go for a coupe
I might go for a porsche if I wanna go radical
Big bank take lil' bank, I ain't battling you

50 on glocky, I'm clapping at you
Fuck that shit, let's go big
I heard it's money on my head
I'm finna boot up off a xan
A 100k that's on my head
I guess that's the plan
She wanna give me head
I guess that's the plan

I'm tryna get him dead
I guess that's the plan
I guess that's the plan
I guess that's the plan