Blunt Raps 2 (Intro)

True to kids, bow the heads, we boo to piss
Blew a kiss, blew the crew, and you 'boo' that bitch
Boo that bitch, all we did was move the bitch
I'm superstish(superstitious), and I'm on a map like a tourist
I'm too legit, say my bars like Ludacris
Xanni bars, too true to this
Foolishness, pure goulishness
I'll ring your bell like school dismissed
Scoop ya sis and keep her high like stewardess
I'm the substitute in the fuckin coupe
I fucked her too, cuz I'm fuckin cute
Skydivin' with a fucked up 'shute (Ohhhhh)
You're fine dining where I took my poop
I eat lightning with a fucked up tooth
Hot pockets still burn my roof
My hands shake, like I'm scared to shoot
You been a scrub, you still aloof
You might be match'n, but you still a goof
I can't lie n still the truth
I'll be fuckin coo-coo to fuck witchu
I'm not amused, I drug abuse
But I am a muse to a lot of you
I'm damn confused, but proud of you
I'm mad at you, I'm like dad to you
I'm just glad I established you
It's mewtwo to a pikachu
Didn't think it through? Throw a book at you
Shoulda took the cue, now look at you

So who really runs the city man?
Nacho

Who got 8 holes and coke in his nose?
Nacho

Who got cobain's and gucci veins?
Nacho

I'm with the shit, said Mr. Fact
Im hidden, packed
I'm fritzed and capped
I'm in the trap, I'm wearin' Shaq's
DM'd your bitch, and she hit me back
Hit a lap, all in the 'lac
From the back, I'll pull out tracks
Duck tales, scooby snacks
Big booty, racks, throwin' jumping jacks
I'm a lumberjack in a snapback
Ima horde your bitch, I'm a pack rat
Like Baghdad mixed with black flags
Black flag, mixed with pack draft
Bad draft mixed with witchcraft
I'm a flat raft as this shit pass
Hope the clip last and don't slip fast
Lil' fuckin brats, wearin' bucket hats
I don't fuck with this, I don't fuck with that
What the fuck is that? I'm from the trap
I'll smoke a stogie and then run a lap
I'll run a muck and then run it back
I'll treat your dad like a lil' lad
I'll wake up just to take a nap
We'll take a dab and then took a cab
And I'm caked up, I'm the bakers man

"Nacho Picasso
The tat in the muhfuckin' hat
Uncle Jessie
Canigula
The Lizard King Jr
Can I rant for a second man?
Ay my nigga, can I rant? Ima rant
Been a lot of sneak dissin' goin around man
Dog, I can't read in between the lines nigga
All you gotta do is say nacho nigga
I'll b at your fuckin' front door nigga
Like the yellow pages nigga
Smellin' like a 8 ball...
And three strippers
I'm not fuckin with you niggas man look...
You bitches better stop screenshottin' my shit too man
I'm just tryna pop it one time man, fuck
You over here..."Nacho picasso tried to slide in my DMs"...
No bitch, I tried to slide in your fuckin' pussy
Just keep it 100
Fuck your DMs, motherfuckin' social networks is ruining' the world man, look
I be on twitter and shit too though!
Like my nigga's picture... I'm coming for you too then
I don't even want no bitch with no IG
Bitch, I'm a G, that's the only G you need to worry about, bitch
Over on instagram, getting' your self esteem boosted up...
I'm over here tryin' to break it down
Bitch, it's cancelin' each other out, bitch
Ha...Nacho!
Blunt Raps 2 man...yeah, surf school
More gang...your bitch is probably in the studio right now with me, right?
Is that around the curbs? Give your nigga a shoutout.."