Taste
Tyga Lyrics


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(DA)

Slide on a pimp game with my pinky ring
Lotta gang, lotta bitches, and a icy chain
Why you claim that you rich? That's a false claim
I be straight to the whip, no baggage claim
Whole lotta styles, can't even pronounce the name
You ain't got no style, see you on my Instagram
I be rockin' it like it's fresh out the pan
Only when I'm takin' pics, I'm the middleman
Walk, talk it like a boss, I just lift the hand
Three million cash, call me Rain Man
Money like a shower, that's my rain dance
And we all in black, like it's Gangland
Say the wrong word, you be hangman
Watch me stick to your bitch like a spray tan
Aw, Mr. 'What Kind Of Car He In?'
In the city love my name, nigga, I ain't gotta say it

Taste, taste, she can get a taste
Taste, taste, she can get a taste
Taste, taste, fuck what a nigga say
It's all the same, like Mary-Kate
Taste, taste, she can get a taste
Taste, taste, let you get a taste
Taste, taste, do you love the taste?
Yeah, that's cool but he ain't like me

Lotta girls like me, niggas wanna fight me
Nigga, get yo ass checked like a fuckin' Nike
Me not icey, that's unlikely
And she gon' suck me like a fuckin' Hi-C
Aw, chains on the neck for the whole team
And I feel like Gucci with the ice cream
And my bitch want the Fenty, not the Maybelline
I'm the black JB, the way these bitches scream
Make these bitches scream
Pretty little thing
Like my nigga AE, say, "yadadamean"

Taste, taste, she can get a taste
Taste, taste, she can get a taste
Taste, taste, fuck what a nigga say
It's all the same, like Mary-Kate
Taste, taste, she can get a taste
Taste, taste, let you get a taste
Taste, taste, do you love the taste?
Yeah that's cool

(Offset)
Yeah, I'ma put the drip on the plate (drip, drip)
Diamond ice glac', niggas imitate (ice, ice)
Aye, aye feed me grapes Maybach with the drac' (grape)
Slow pace in the Wraith, got this shit from bae
Diamonds up to par, the cookie hittin' hard (hard)
The 'Rari sit in park, on Addy, on Mars (Mars)
Shotgun shells, we gon' always hit the target (blaow)
Popcorn, big shell poppin' out the cartridge (pop it)
3400 Nawfside, Charles Barkley
4-8-8, Ferrari
Make her get on top of me and ride me like a Harley
She wanna keep me company and never want depart me (no)
(Depart me) Yeah, fishtail in the parking lot (skrt, skrt)
I don't kick it with these niggas 'cause they talk about 'cha
And I got the fire, don't make me spark it out 'cha
Keep it in my back pocket like it's a wallet
Like the way she suck it, suck it like a Jolly (whoa)
Stack it up and put it with the whole project (racks)
And she got the Patek on water moccasin
I'm rich in real life, I get that profit, copy

Taste, taste, she can get a taste
Taste, taste, let you get a taste
Taste, taste, do you love the taste?
Yeah, that's cool, but he ain't like me

Taste, taste, LA, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, Miami, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, Oakland, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, New York, do you love the taste?
Taste, taste, Chi-Town, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, Houston, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, Portland, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, overseas, let them bitches taste
Taste, taste, she can get a taste
Taste, taste, she can get a taste




Taste, taste, do you love the taste?
Taste, taste, worldwide they gon' get a taste

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Tyga's song "Taste" are about his wealth and success, with Tyga showing off his luxuries such as a pinky ring, a lot of gang affiliation, and an icy chain. He also boasts about his money, describing himself as Rain Man with three million in cash, and his ability to attract women. The chorus emphasizes this, with the repetition of the line "Taste, taste, she can get a taste" describing his willingness to share his wealth with women who are interested in him.


Tyga also takes a jab at those who claim to be rich, saying that it's a false claim. He claims to be able to style himself in a variety of ways and is better than those who follow him on Instagram. The line "It's all the same, like Mary-Kate" is a reference to one of the Olsen twins, as a way of expressing that all the women who are attracted to him are the same and interchangeable.


Offset joins in for a verse talking about his own wealth and rise to fame. He compares himself to Charles Barkley and Ferrari, delivering rapid-fire lines about his possessions, his women, and his general greatness. Both Tyga and Offset are making it clear that they are at the top of their game and no one else can compare.


Line by Line Meaning

Slide on a pimp game with my pinky ring
I flaunt my wealth and status with a flashy pinky ring while living an extravagant lifestyle.


Lotta gang, lotta bitches, and a icy chain
I have many associates, female admirers and a jewelry piece worth a lot of money.


Why you claim that you rich? That's a false claim
I question people who boast about their wealth, as their claims are often untrue.


I be straight to the whip, no baggage claim
I quickly leave a place without waiting to collect any luggage or belongings.


Whole lotta styles, can't even pronounce the name
I have a lot of different fashion styles that are so unique they're difficult to label or name.


You ain't got no style, see you on my Instagram
I criticize people who lack style by publicly displaying them on my social media account.


I be rockin' it like it's fresh out the pan
I wear clothing that's new and fashionable, as if it was just removed from a hot oven.


Only when I'm takin' pics, I'm the middleman
I am only involved as a mediator when taking photos.


Walk, talk it like a boss, I just lift the hand
I walk and talk with confidence, and express authority with a simple hand lift.


Three million cash, call me Rain Man
I have an immense amount of money, similar to the character Rain Man in the movie of the same name.


Money like a shower, that's my rain dance
I make it rain money, as if it were my own personal dance ritual.


And we all in black, like it's Gangland
I and my friends dress in all black clothing, as if we were in a gang.


Say the wrong word, you be hangman
I warn people that if they say the wrong thing, they will be punished severely.


Watch me stick to your bitch like a spray tan
I explain how attractive I am to women, using the analogy of a spray tan that adheres to the skin.


Aw, Mr. 'What Kind Of Car He In?'
Women ask around about me because they're attracted to my status and wealth, as implied by the question.


In the city love my name, nigga, I ain't gotta say it
People in my city already know my name, so there's no need for me to announce it.


Taste, taste, she can get a taste
I explain how women can experience a piece of my lifestyle and myself, using the word taste as a metaphor.


Fuck what a nigga say, it's all the same, like Mary-Kate
I don't care what others say, it means nothing to me, hence the reference to Mary-Kate who has a twin that looks the same.


Lotta girls like me, niggas wanna fight me
I have many female admirers and some men who feel threatened by me want to argue or fight.


Nigga, get yo ass checked like a fuckin' Nike
I describe what will happen to someone who challenges me with a threat of warning, using the Nike slogan 'Just do it' as an analogy.


Me not icey, that's unlikely
I deny that I am not glossy or fashionable, as it is unlikely and untrue.


And she gon' suck me like a fuckin' Hi-C
I explain how sexually attractive I am to women, using Hi-C as a metaphor for sucking.


Aw, chains on the neck for the whole team
I confidently display shiny jewelry around my neck, as well as those of my associates.


And I feel like Gucci with the ice cream
I compare myself to the high-end fashion brand Gucci, feeling cool and confident with style, and to ice cream, meaning that people enjoy me like a refreshing dessert.


And my bitch want the Fenty, not the Maybelline
My girlfriend prefers high-quality cosmetics from Fenty, instead of cheap products like Maybelline.


I'm the black JB, the way these bitches scream
I suggest that I am similar to Justin Bieber in popularity and influence, as women fawn over him when they hear him sing, they do the same when they see me.


Pretty little thing
I express my admiration for a beautiful and attractive girl.


Like my nigga AE, say, 'yadadamean'
I reference my friend AE who attributes his signature phrase to me, using it to imply agreement or understanding.


Yeah, I'ma put the drip on the plate
I explain how I will impress with my stylish fashion sense, referring to it as a signature sauce (drip) and serving it up on a dish (plate).


Diamond ice glac', niggas imitate
I boast about my expensive and flashy jewelry, claiming that others try to copy my style and wealth.


Aye, aye feed me grapes Maybach with the drac'
I imagine myself as a king or emperor being fed grapes as I ride in a luxurious Maybach car with a Draco gun.


Slow pace in the Wraith, got this shit from bae
I am driving leisurely in my Rolls-Royce Wraith car and credit my wealth and possessions to my girlfriend 'bae'.


Diamonds up to par, the cookie hittin' hard
I ensure that my diamond jewelry is of high quality and that my weed is strong.


The 'Rari sit in park, on Addy, on Mars
I am proud of my parked Ferrari, and I am high on MDMA or Adderall, feeling on top of the world.


Shotgun shells, we gon' always hit the target
I brag about how skilled I and my associates are with weapons and marksmanship.


Popcorn, big shell poppin' out the cartridge
I refer to the sound of firing a gun as a kernel of popcorn, and describe the shell casing that ejects when firing as being large.


3400 Nawfside, Charles Barkley
I rep the North Side of Atlanta and compare myself to Charles Barkley, as he is an NBA Hall of Fame player and commentator, alluding my wealth and success.


4-8-8, Ferrari
I reference my flashy and expensive Ferrari model known as the 488.


Make her get on top of me and ride me like a Harley
I want a woman to engage in sexual activity with me on top of me with a metaphor of riding a Harley Davidson motorcycle.


She wanna keep me company and never want depart me (no)
I express how much women admire me, expressed in the ungrammatical double negative, suggesting their desire to stay with me forever and never leave.


Yeah, fishtail in the parking lot
I describe performing a fishtail maneuver in a car, while driving in a lot or similar place.


I don't kick it with these niggas 'cause they talk about 'cha
I avoid hanging out with people who gossip or talk badly about others, including myself.


And I got the fire, don't make me spark it out 'cha
I refer to a weapon or drugs, and indicate that I don't want to use them against someone but warn that I will if necessary.


Keep it in my back pocket like it's a wallet
I keep something valuable or useful with me, implying that I should always be prepared and on guard.


Like the way she suck it, suck it like a Jolly (whoa)
I describe the act of oral sex in a metaphorical sense, using the name of a candy called Jolly Rancher.


Stack it up and put it with the whole project (racks)
I describe building up my wealth and putting it towards not just myself but a whole community or project.


And she got the Patek on water moccasin
I brag about my partner wearing an expensive Patek Phillipe watch while wearing Water Moccasin boots by New Balance to show off our shared wealth.


I'm rich in real life, I get that profit, copy
I am wealthy in real life and suggest to others to invest money to also earn a profit.


LA, you can get a taste
I imply that the people in Los Angeles can experience my lifestyle and myself, with the same metaphor used in the chorus.


New York, do you love the taste?
I ask people in New York if they enjoy experiencing a piece of my lifestyle and myself.


Chi-Town, you can get a taste
I suggest that people in Chicago can experience my lifestyle and myself, with the same metaphor used in the chorus.


Worldwide they gon' get a taste
I suggest that my lifestyle and myself are available globally, with the same metaphor used in the chorus.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Cameron Forbes Lewis, David L Doman, Kiari Kendrell Cephus, Michael Stevenson

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