C Blu - TACO
[Intro: El Alfa & ]
Arre—, arr— ()
[Verse 1: C Blu]
Hundred K what I dropped on the ice
Got a Nike Tech, where's Spice? (Gxbriel, what's good today?)
And I'm lookin' for opps, yeah, I'm posted on Vice (Rrah)
Ain't no hittin' no innocent, get it done right (RdoMadeit)
Chest shot gang, make him fight for his life
And these niggas be pussy, don't really want wreck
One phone call get him took off the set
That's on gang, yeah, I'm slidin'
Niggas see me and they know how it get (Rrah)
Fuck a leg, bitch, I'm aimin' for heads
And it's no link-ups, bitch, it's everything dead
On the set, yeah, I'm tired of niggas
Get in the stu' and start lyin' on track
Tell the world how we made you run laps
You was duckin' your head and got hit in your back
Like, I'm green, bitch, I'm stayin' on go
Call me a lighter, I always keep a pole
I see Sdot, he gon' meet his bros
Dissin' my deads that you ain't even know
And it's still Dubs' out the zip
Fat boy ran, he should've never tripped
And these niggas never on they strip
So tell me why they on my dick
I'm in the crib and still'll get you hit
[Verse 2: Mhady2hottie]
Can't leave the seat 'til I'm done with the strip (Grrah, grrah)
Like, we get the lo' from a thot
Boy, you better go slide, boy, you better not play with that shit (Play with that shit)
Better get out the way when I— (Like what?)
Look, two guns on me, dumpin' out the whip (Dumpin' out the whip)
Car crash, AJ did a flip (AJ)
Sha got shot, I ain't seen that boy since (I ain't seen that boy since)
Beam on his face, it's gon' fuck up his eyesight
He wanna diss, now he got the spotlight (Like)
I'm 'bout to make me a highlight (Grrah, grrah)
Wanna see blood like this shit is
Bro wanna spin on the opps, get 'em shot, like what?
We tryna pack an OY, like
Niggas don't really be on that time, like
Sayin' I'm pussy, that don't even sound right (Don't even sound right)
Yo, Blick, what's the word? (What's the word?)
[Verse 3: Cito Blick & ]
Me and Hottie two deep tryna catch us a Drilly
On the 4s and I bet it get litty
Packin' the thirty tryna catch a dizzy
Yo, C Blu, what's crackin'? (What's crackin'?)
Know if I pass it, cuzzy get the basket
Spin through the 'Well, I'm tryna catch Lil Flashy
Up it and flock it, turn him into ashes
Like, twenty-one shots, I'm a savage (Like what?)
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Better not be lackin' in cabs, lil' nigga did bad (Baow)Now lil' Rah in my ashes (Rah Rah)
All black, ski mask, tryna flock on the Gz
Ernest forgot he was dead on his knees
Like what? Lil' nigga, please
You only lit 'cause your brother deceased
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Totin' the knock when I walk in the street
(Baow, baow, baow, baow)
Call him dead, hit him up with that heat
Take a bike if I don't got a V (Grrah, grrah, boom)
I don't need me a V, I'm better on my feet
Take a trip to the Lam' and I'm with Lil G (Ah)
[Outro: Mhady2hottie & ]
Grrah, grrah, grrah ()
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Arre—, arr— ()
[Verse 1: C Blu]
Hundred K what I dropped on the ice
Got a Nike Tech, where's Spice? (Gxbriel, what's good today?)
And I'm lookin' for opps, yeah, I'm posted on Vice (Rrah)
Ain't no hittin' no innocent, get it done right (RdoMadeit)
Chest shot gang, make him fight for his life
And these niggas be pussy, don't really want wreck
One phone call get him took off the set
That's on gang, yeah, I'm slidin'
Niggas see me and they know how it get (Rrah)
Fuck a leg, bitch, I'm aimin' for heads
And it's no link-ups, bitch, it's everything dead
On the set, yeah, I'm tired of niggas
Get in the stu' and start lyin' on track
Tell the world how we made you run laps
You was duckin' your head and got hit in your back
Like, I'm green, bitch, I'm stayin' on go
Call me a lighter, I always keep a pole
I see Sdot, he gon' meet his bros
Dissin' my deads that you ain't even know
And it's still Dubs' out the zip
Fat boy ran, he should've never tripped
And these niggas never on they strip
So tell me why they on my dick
I'm in the crib and still'll get you hit
[Verse 2: Mhady2hottie]
Can't leave the seat 'til I'm done with the strip (Grrah, grrah)
Like, we get the lo' from a thot
Boy, you better go slide, boy, you better not play with that shit (Play with that shit)
Better get out the way when I— (Like what?)
Look, two guns on me, dumpin' out the whip (Dumpin' out the whip)
Car crash, AJ did a flip (AJ)
Sha got shot, I ain't seen that boy since (I ain't seen that boy since)
Beam on his face, it's gon' fuck up his eyesight
He wanna diss, now he got the spotlight (Like)
I'm 'bout to make me a highlight (Grrah, grrah)
Wanna see blood like this shit is
Bro wanna spin on the opps, get 'em shot, like what?
We tryna pack an OY, like
Niggas don't really be on that time, like
Sayin' I'm pussy, that don't even sound right (Don't even sound right)
Yo, Blick, what's the word? (What's the word?)
[Verse 3: Cito Blick & ]
Me and Hottie two deep tryna catch us a Drilly
On the 4s and I bet it get litty
Packin' the thirty tryna catch a dizzy
Yo, C Blu, what's crackin'? (What's crackin'?)
Know if I pass it, cuzzy get the basket
Spin through the 'Well, I'm tryna catch Lil Flashy
Up it and flock it, turn him into ashes
Like, twenty-one shots, I'm a savage (Like what?)
()
Better not be lackin' in cabs, lil' nigga did bad (Baow)Now lil' Rah in my ashes (Rah Rah)
All black, ski mask, tryna flock on the Gz
Ernest forgot he was dead on his knees
Like what? Lil' nigga, please
You only lit 'cause your brother deceased
()
Totin' the knock when I walk in the street
(Baow, baow, baow, baow)
Call him dead, hit him up with that heat
Take a bike if I don't got a V (Grrah, grrah, boom)
I don't need me a V, I'm better on my feet
Take a trip to the Lam' and I'm with Lil G (Ah)
[Outro: Mhady2hottie & ]
Grrah, grrah, grrah ()
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