Like A Taylor Lyrics – Fetty Wap | Zavier

Read the full Like A Taylor lyrics by Fetty Wap from the album Zavier along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Intro: Fetty Wap]
Hm, hm-yeah
Oh, oh
Oh, hm, yeah, hm

[Chorus: Fetty Wap]
Ate a whole eighth of shrooms, roll a big fat J, baby, I’m about to fade away
I don’t care if you miss this plane, baby, I’m getting high today
Can’t kush a n!gga leaf or paper, baby, I enjoy the flavor
Camo shorts and a pair of Chuck T’s, baby, I’m feeling like a Taylor

[Verse 1: Fetty Wap & Wiz Khalifa]

Going up, going way, way up, baby, I ain’t never coming down
Everything’s better when you’re high, man, this weed’s so loud, I enjoy the sound
And the cut got a paper plane stuffed, baby, come enjoy the flavor
Still rolling up, got my two fingers up, baby, I’m feeling like a Taylor, hm
In the hills, we just park here to chill, just to smoke and enjoy the view, hm
In LA, gotta blaze every day, baby, I’m feeling like I’m Snoop, oh, mm
Paper plane, baby, after paper plane, baby, I don’t see nothing wrong, mm
Hair down with her bandana tied, still burning like I’m Johnny Jones, mm, ayy
Smoking on gelato, cruising from (??), came through like a savior (Hahahaha)
You know me, lemon cherry,

[can of tea] (??), baby, I ain’t got a flavor, mm (Hm, yeah)
Paper plane, baby, after paper plane, baby, I don’t see nothing wrong (What?), hm
If you smoke, put your plane up high and blaze up when you hear this, yo

[Chorus: Fetty Wap & Wiz Khalifa]
Ate a whole eighth of shrooms, roll a big fat J, baby, I’m about to fade away (What?)
I don’t care if you miss this plane, baby, I’m getting high today (Hahahaha)
Can’t kush a n!gga leaf or paper, baby, I enjoy the flavor (Yeah, uh)
Camo shorts and a pair of Chuck T’s, baby, I’m feeling like a Taylor (Hitmaka, what?)

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
So many cars that the garage can’t fit ’em all
I’m going hard, been here, still gon’ be here tomorrow
Can’t piss ’em off, this s*it I’m on is way too strong
I got it right here in the cut if you need the b0mb

Two baddies with me rolling up, one cleaning bongs
All you can see is fog, I’m probably chiefing
Cleaning up, finding weed to cross
Said she wanna see the boss (Ooh, oh, oh)
From flat screens, now I’m the one that they seated for
Putting in the cold, don’t need a key to the door
A little piece ain’t enough, I’ma need some more
Happy that I got my Taylor’s to tell my story
Ferrari had a Porsche
A lot of back and forth, but now I’m back and moving forward
Cameras on, that’s what we acting for
Taylor Gang or die, that’s for sure

[Chorus: Fetty Wap & Wiz Khalifa]
Ate a whole eighth of shrooms, roll a big fat J, baby, I’m about to fade away (Hahahaha)
I don’t care if you miss this plane, baby, I’m getting high today (Ooh, oh, oh)
Can’t kush a n!gga leaf or paper, baby, I enjoy the flavor
Camo shorts and a pair of Chuck T’s, baby, I’m feeling like a Taylor (Ooh, oh, oh)