"Taco Bell" lyrics

See, this how this shit go in the street
Either you gon' be the one that doin' it
Or it gon' get done to your ass
It got to happen one of them ways

Yeah (What? What?)
Shells (Doot-doot)
I got shells (Pew-pew)
Shells (Rrr), uh
Taco Bells (What?)
Shells (Dig)
I got shells and bells (Uh, yeah)
Taco Bells (Yeah)
Waving my strap in the air (What?)
I'm waving my strap in the air (What?)
I'm waving my strap in the air (What?)
I'm totin' my Glock in the air (What?)
I'm throwing my gang in the air (What?)
I'm throwing my gang in the air (What?)
I'm totin' my strap in the air (Dig)
It's up, so you know it's stuck there (Dig)
It's up, so you know it's stuck there

Ain't no congrats, I'm hittin' them with the cheer
Must be the devil, like how would you dare? (What?)
These niggas broke and way beyond repair
Drip is exclusive, can't find it on Grailed (Dig)
I said it again so I may sound repetitive
When it come to the drippin', they just can't compare
I don't know why they think they are competitors
It must be a circus, this shit isn't fair
I got that FN, it's made out of plastic
Weigh four pounds, I bought it because it was rare
Put this shit on and I go up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Like butterfly doors in the coupe and they callin' me rare (Yeah, yeah)
Spent seventy-five hundred on loafers (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know I do not do no penny loafing, I swear
I got the keys like Beethoven (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know he was Black, so we call him Zaytoven, I swear
Told your ho to wipe my floor, put more ice in my soda, my Backwood, she rollin'
My dick in her throat so you know her throat swollen
Got lean in my spleen, in my kidney, my colon
I'm covered in green, they callin' me Yoda
My shooter, my soldier, got shot 'cause I told him
We don't do the posing, just do the exposing
We don't do the most, we just do what we supposed to (Yeah)

Yeah (What? What?)
Shells (Doot, doot-doot)
I got shells (Pew, pew)
Shells (Rrr), uh
Taco Bells (What?)
Shells (Dig)
I got shells and bells (Uh, yeah)
Taco Bells (Yeah)
Waving my strap in the air (What?)
I'm waving my strap in the air (What?)
I'm waving my strap in the air (What?)
I'm totin' my Glock in the air (What?)
I'm throwing my gang in the air (What?)
I'm throwing my gang in the air (What?)
I'm totin' my strap in the air (Dig)
It's up, so you know it's stuck there (Dig)
It's up, so you know it's stuck there (Yeah)

I bet you ain't know you was dangerous (No)
I bet you ain't know you was dangerous (What?)
I bet you ain't know you was dangerous (What?)
I bet you ain't know you was dangerous (No)
I bet you ain't know you was dangerous (Yeah)
I bet you ain't know you was dangerous (No)
I bet you ain't know you was dangerous
I bet you ain't know you was dangerous (Yeah)

I fold that lil' ho like a hanger (Yeah)
No parachute, she wanna hang with us (Yeah)
You know that we live a lil' dangerous (Yeah)
We snuck in the club with the bangers (Yeah)
We snuck in the club with the bangers (Yeah)
A choker on my neck, ain't no strangling (Yeah)
These VVS chains, they dangling
You know you can't catch up with strangers (Gang)
Sink to the bottom like anchors (Yeah)
I hit that ho from the back
She grab on my balls, I grab on her ankles (What?)
Smokin' on Backwood, drippin' in Westwood
I just told Vivienne, "Thank you" (Thank you)
The hollow tips hit that lil' boy, put his ass in a box, more like a rectangle
Me and your bitch is entangled

Yeah (What? What?)
Shells (Doot, doot-doot)
I got shells (Pew, pew)
Shells (Rrr), uh
Taco Bells (What?)
Shells (Dig)
I got shells and bells (Yeah, yeah)
Taco Bells (Yeah, yeah)
Waving my strap in the air (What?)
I'm waving my strap in the air (What?)
I'm waving my strap in the air (What?)
I'm totin' my Glock in the air (What?)
I'm throwing my gang in the air (What?)
I'm throwing my gang in the air (What?)
I'm totin' my strap in the air (Dig)
It's up, so you know it's stuck there (Dig)
It's up, so you know it's stuck there (Dig)

Yeah, yeah
Uno, I killed it