Eating on Tacos

[Intro]
Ayyye, ouu
Peso, Peso, Peso, Peso
Yeah

[Chorus]
Nigga rep your gang, nigga, throw that shit up
He say he got a pint of Wock, well pour that shit up
Yeah, your partner got dropped, and he need to get picked up
This AR-15'll shoot your ribs up
All this drip on me, but I can’t slip up
Nigga play with the gang, in the ground, where you end up

[Verse]
These niggas so funny, ain't got no money
My diamonds so shiny when the sky ain't sunny
I got thirty pounds in a LV luggage
My gas so loud you can smell me bumming
I’m on the Highway strapped up, sliding with my Vatos
I'm in the back of the foreign car eating on Tacos
And I'm so bool in the hood, I can have on all my jewelry and walk with a blindfold
Can't fool with these niggas, they change like the weather
It's just me and my brothers, we bangin' together
I'm in the Lamb' truck, nigga, this is not no Tesla
Get your bands up, nigga, you ain’t got no cheddar
I’m sliding around in a drop-top, finna pull up to the trap spot, jump like hopscotch
Ya'll shooting other cars, but nah, we hop out
Fuck the Internet shit, nigga, just pop out
Niggas know what bracking
Bitch, I got FN clips all in my jacket
Niggas all on the ’Gram talking 'bout they gon' clap
But if a nigga get shot, I don't know what happened
I just went and cashed out on a brand new AR
These niggas ain’t tough, these niggas just play hard
Boy, you need to go get your chain from the jeweler, that bitch been ready and need to be payed off
All this drip on me, young nigga so bling
I walk around in Alexander McQueen
Twelve hundred my pants, Amiri my jeans
If lil bro shoot the Chop', he clearing the scene
Police on my dick, tryna put me in the bean
I got racks in the safe and I ball like Hakeem
I'm a real don dada
Yeah, nigga, Peso, he a real tough shotta
I'm in the Maybach Benz and I'm eating on lobster
All these racks on me, I don't need no watch
All these racks on me, everyday I go shopping
All these racks on me, my opps like to watch me
Ayyye, I got Choppas, and Glocks, and FN's
I heard these fuck niggas tryna put the police on me
Don't get too close, you don't know me homie
I just counted five hundred racks by my lonely
Yeah, I'm the the Lamb' truck, skrt , finna come to your hood
If you need you a pack, pull up, it's good
Strapped up with a cannon just like I should
I got a Drac' on me, better not play with me, you gon' make grip that 'Wood
I'm counting up 'fetti, watching Ed, Edd, n Eddy
Yeah, I got a lot of foreigns, but I trap out a Chevy
I bet your bitch want my dick in her belly
All these chains on my neck, this shit too heavy
You get hit with a Blick if the shit get hit
Nigga, fuck shooting slugs, lil nigga, come check it

[Outro]
Ouuu