Lyrics
[Wiz Khalifa:]
Yea, Uh huh, you know what it is
Black and yellow! [x4]
Yea, Uh huh, you know what it is
Black and yellow! [x4]
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is
Everything I do, I do it big
Yeah, uh huh, screaming that's nothing,
What I pulled off the lot, that's stunting.
Repping my town when you see me you know everything
Black and yellow! [x4]
I put it down from the whip to my diamonds, I'm in
Black and yellow! [x4]
[Snoop Dogg:]
Big Snoop Dogg and Wiz Khalifa.
See on the West Coast, I'm the big Chief-a.
Grim reaper, maybe that bring me that, yellow lack
Still a logo in the back.
We banging out, that Taylor Gang.
Dub to your face baby till ya say my name,
Don't get your clique served,
So much black and yellow, you would think I'm from Pittsburg.
Intern, get yearn!
[Chorus]
[Juicy J:]
I'ma bumblebee, lit up like a crima tree,
Drinking Hennessy black, I'm from Tennessy.
Juicy J make their way on their own
Two quarter mill for the Phantom, b*** , I own you!
And that go for every G that I'm f*** ing with,
Black and yellow b*** es all around me, yeah,
I didin the hearse, gotta get that reimbursed
On the pills and that purple pint of Surp.
And I stay Louie down to the socks,
Range and watch, weed and Glock,
Fiends to pop.
My fans roll with them rubberband knots.
I'm getting old, but them rubber bands not n*** !
[Chorus]
[T-Pain:]
Catch me in my Lamborghini!
(Black and yellow, black and yellow!)
I can rock it on the beat or accapella, accapella.
Sideways in the turning lane,
Fire flame, I be burning man!
Teddy Pain 'bout to hurt the game,
Took a break for a while I've been learning things.
I learned how to tell a n*** "f*** you", then...
(Black and yellow, black and yellow!)
All I do is f*** ing win!
I told y'all, told y'all
And now I'm on,
You thought it was over,
You thought I was gone,
I'm going in, you don't have to let me, have to let me
Back from the dead like I'm Mackavelli, Mackavelli!
[Chorus]
[Wiz Khalifa:]
Black and yellow, all black and yellow.
See me now they treating me like I'm somebody special.
Smoking on that good, know that it's me as soon as they smell it.
You can chill, I'm the one who get it, not the one who sell it.
Grind everyday, I'm ballin. I can't help it
n*** s on that bull sh** , my pockets full of Celtics.
And them n*** s hating on us give them best wishes.
In the club you ain't even on the guestlist, b*** .
Sound like you need to get your weight up.
Go to sleep rich and count another million when I wake up.
they wondering how I do my thang. Two words: Taylor Gang!
Remix G- sh** !
The champagnes poured, n*** the weeds lit.
Lil mama's clothes fallin like the leaves in the fall,
Ain't worry bout your friends so bring 'em all!
