Taco Tuesday

Ugh
Aye
These niggas dead more morticians
Suspicious of killing
So they feel more safe inside
Real as it gets
Guess its time to go fishing
I'm good wit m-o-b
Don't peep through my window at night
I get tired and start firing that bitch
Ch-ch
Don't forget me like your wallet and keys
Driver included
Can't stop us from doing it
No shot clock included
Nigga I don't even know who did it
Ringing your bell
Ding dong
It is not taco Tuesday when we come with them shells
But a big fan of Lebron
We don't want bygones be bygones
We too out our mind off that shit we got high on
We gon' need exercising
Exorcisms, christian council meetings
Couple bible verses
Hello nurses
Thirsty?
Maybe more holy water needed
Just keeping it greasy
Like yo reverend head is
I'm on edge and not like Fka hair is
You hilarious
On this Dmt
We forgot what scary is
I'm still walking wit dead man's in my pock-et
Talking aliens
P-leiadians
Hard to wrap around my head
Arabians
Saw deez lil bitches get tricks to fuck
Wonder how much he gon' pay to skeet
Prices go down on ya soul when you sold it once before
Basically
We are fucked
What are you running from?
Why are you running?
What are you running from?
Run!