Taco Shells ft. Lasevv & YungBj Lyrics

Sevv

Don't call my phone if it ain't bout no cash nigga

Boy I'm sliding everyday, tryna pop a face

Get in the way we up that stick, jump out with that drake

Got yo bitch up on my line she think that she my bae

These niggas dickridin' where them stick firin' boy you in the way

Hop out with that brand new chop, boy this bitch a Russian-K

Hop out with that Mac I'm tryna spin through we ain't gon' dump the Drake

Shoutout to the gang we hit they block we made another play

Pop out with that brand new stick we drop your pin know where you stay

Pop out with that Mac, I'm tryna hit a nigga face

I got sixty in the Mac, I put sixty in the bank

Hopping out that chop with sticks, boy we leave shit on the paint

Niggas playin we up that chop, jump out that Doolie with that K

Man Sevvo got the K, Lah BJ got the Drake

Got a shell catch on this bitch, that bitch gon' leave no trace

Man we in that SRT, this bitch gon' duff the jakes

Put a T up on the Drake that bitch'll take a nigga face

In the Zoo with the Gorillas, might catch me posted with the apes

You want prove that you a killer come and say it to my face

I take my SRT and fill up, I'm bouta drive it outer space

Nigga why these niggas lookin? Best believe that ima bang

Call this bitch a Taco, the way its slinging shells

He want be a demon baby send his ass straight to hell

I don't be on live nigga I ain't tryna go to jail

Nigga you a bitch you shot your pole and it fucking fell

Niggas real life bitches, niggas some hoes and they keep taking Ls

I got thirty shots off in this bitch I'm tryna leave some shells

Nigga talking all that shit we step, boy this for real

Hit that nigga block with that new stick, fuck up all his grill

Nigga talking tough we hit they block, we pop shit like a pill

Nigga run up on me trippin, hit that nigga till he drop

I got thirty shots off in this Glock I'm tryna pop a opp

Drako make him flip, and make gon' stop and he gon' milly rock

Why you talkin out yo top? Nigga youn' even got no opp

All these fucking racks nigga, man its hard to fucking stop

I'm getting cash hold on

I'm getting cash fuck all that dissin' hit they block jump out that bitch its belt to ass

Niggas playin I'm like the teacher

Hold on bitch you up in class

Niggas playin we add em' up, make a nigga do the math

Bitch I jump off in the Scat, with that stick off in the back

Bitch don't call my fucking line unless you outside mhm mhm

Niggas playin' we in a Doolie with that stick off in the back

Bitch don't call my fucking line we leave your face all in your lap

I got choppas in the front, but I got twin off in the back

Niggas playin am in that Scat, I get off in it and do the max

Fuck yo bitch bro pull her tracks

Niggas playin bro spinnin' back

Hit his face then catchin' hats

Niggas playin ain't catchin' hats

See me up in person I got my Glock, I do not want a dap

Ima up this bitch and flash out a nigga might get smacked, gang