"Tacos" lyrics

"Tacos"

Who that peeping in my window
Nigga what's the info
My momma first car was a Pinto
But she made sure my first car was a Benz though
Say you wanna ride, nope - that's what they got lyft fo'

You can run but you can't hide you gon' always be a simp hoe
You say it ain't no beef but all I smell is tacos
If he trap outside I trap indoor
From the Southside but I fuck with the North hoe
Pussy you be lying, rat nigga, call 'em Winslow
I know that you been trying but that's not what I'm here fo'
Shooter make 'em dance, make that nigga hit the heel toe
I give 'em one chance if you blow it then you done fo'
Riding dolo fuck a bozo
You can beat it down in my condo
You can beat it down like a bongo
We smoke it by the pound that's a lot though
We finna take off we on hydro
We can get you cleaned like a snot nose
Hit you with the beam like a pothole
And we gon' get that cheese fuck a nacho

Who that peeping in my window
Nigga what's the info
My momma first car was a Pinto
But she made sure my first car was a Benz though
Say you wanna ride, nope - that's what they got left fo'

Blue cheese, humid bills, dough dough
Yo bitch not even bad she so-so
Catch me in yo city take a photo
Put yo homie on a shirt he a logo
Take yo niega back he a no-go
Hit it from the back reverse it slow-mo
Got that Austin Power I got mojo
And no bitch don't forget I'm from Tre 4

Blue cheese, humid bills, dough dough
You can beat it down in my condo
You can beat it down like a bongo
Yo bitch not even bad she so-so


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