Me and Chad were hungry So we went down to the mall Then Asia hit my sidekick Said that she can't come at all Now I'm stuck, all alone With this boy, that I kinda like Oh fuck, now my phone is dying And he's looking right into my eyes Why's he always looking at me like that Grab me by the hand I kinda like that, oh Pulled away my hand you took it right back And I like that Then he turned to me and said Baby boy put down your iPhone 3 Because I think that there's a chance you wanna get with me And boy those, spicy nachos They were hot as hell, just like you I wanna fuck you, in the Taco Bell Come and give it to me Baby boy put down your iPhone 3 Because I think that there's a chance you wanna get with me And boy those, spicy nachos They were hot as hell, just like you I wanna fuck you, in the Taco Bell Come and give it to me Me and Chad were finished So we walked around the mall He chased me to the bathroom But now we can't find a stall Now we're fucked, tryna fuck Fucked it up, Asia's pulling up Oh fuck, now my rides arriving And he's looking right into my eyes Why's he always looking at me like that Grab me by the hand I kinda like that, oh Pulled away my hand you took it right back And I like that Then he turned to me and said Baby boy put down your iPhone 3 Because I think that there's a chance you wanna get with me And boy those, spicy nachos They were hot as hell, just like you I wanna fuck you, in the Taco Bell Come and give it to me Baby boy put down your iPhone 3 Because I think that there's a chance you wanna get with me And boy those, spicy nachos They were hot as hell, just like you I wanna fuck you, in the Taco Bell Come and give it to me I love the tacos, the crunchwraps The spicy empanadas Come eat me out boy Just like a tostada The tacos, the crunchwraps The spicy empanadas Come eat me out boy Just like a tostada I just wanna ride you Even at the drive thru Do it in your rag top Baby don't you dare stop I know you've been waiting Oh so very patient Just shoot your shot Let's do it at the Taco Bell Baby boy put down your iPhone 3 Because I think that there's a chance you wanna get with me And boy those, spicy nachos They were hot as hell, just like you I wanna fuck you, in the Taco Bell Come and give it to me Baby boy put down your iPhone 3 Because I think that there's a chance you wanna get with me And boy those, spicy nachos They were hot as hell, just like you I wanna fuck you, in the Taco Bell Come and give it to me Baby boy put down your iPhone 3 Because I think that there's a chance you wanna get with me And boy those, spicy nachos They were hot as hell, just like you I wanna fuck you, in the Taco Bell Come and give it to me

See, this how this shit go in the street Either you gon' be the one that doin' it Or it gon' get done to your ass It got to happen one of them ways Yeah (what? What?) Shells (doot, doot) I got shells (pew, pew) Shells (rrr), uh Taco Bells (what?) Shells (bow) I got shells and bells (uh, yeah) Taco Bells (yeah) Waving my strap in the air (what?) I'm waving my strap in the air (what?) I'm waving my strap in the air (what?) I'm totin' my Glock in the air (what?) I'm throwing my gang in the air (what?) I'm throwing my gang in the air (what?) I'm totin' my strap in the air (dig?) It's up, so you know it's stuck there (dig?) It's up, so you know it's stuck there (yeah) Ain't no congrats, I'm hittin' them with the cheer Must be the devil, like how would you dare? (What?) These niggas broke and way beyond repair Drip is exclusive, can't find it on Grailed (dig?) I said it again so I may sound repetitive When it come to the drippin', they just can't compare I don't know why they think they are competitors It must be a circus, this shit isn't fair I got that FN, it's made out of plastic Weigh four pounds, I bought it because it was rare Put this shit on and I go up Like butterfly doors in the coupe and they callin' me rare Spent 7500 on loafers You know I do not do no penny loafing, I swear I got the keys like Beethoven You know he was Black, so we call him Zaytoven, I swear Told your ho to wipe my floor, put more ice in my soda, my Backwood, she rollin' My dick in her throat so you know her throat swollen Got lean in my spleen, in my kidney, my colon I'm covered in green, they callin' me Yoda My shooter, my soldier, got shot 'cause I told him We don't do the posing, just do the exposing We don't do the most, we just do what we supposed to (yeah) Yeah (what? What?) Shells (doot, doot) I got shells (pew, pew) Shells (rrr), uh Taco Bells (what?) Shells (bow) I got shells and bells (uh, yeah) Taco Bells (yeah) Waving my strap in the air (what?) I'm waving my strap in the air (what?) I'm waving my strap in the air (what?) I'm totin' my Glock in the air (what?) I'm throwing my gang in the air (what?) I'm throwing my gang in the air (what?) I'm totin' my strap in the air (dig?) It's up, so you know it's stuck there (dig?) It's up, so you know it's stuck there (yeah) I bet you ain't know you was dangerous (no) I bet you ain't know you was dangerous (what?) I bet you ain't know you was dangerous (what?) I bet you ain't know you was dangerous (no) I bet you ain't know you was dangerous (yeah) I bet you ain't know you was dangerous (no) I bet you ain't know you was dangerous I bet you ain't know you was dangerous (yeah) I fold that lil' ho like a hanger (yeah) No parachute, she wanna hang with us (yeah) You know that we live a lil' dangerous (yeah) We snuck in the club with the bangers (yeah) We snuck in the club with the bangers (yeah) A choker on my neck, ain't no strangling (yeah) These VVS chains, they dangling You know you can't catch up with strangers (gang) Sink to the bottom like anchors (what?) I hit that ho from the back She grab on my balls, I grab on her ankles (what?) Smokin' on Backwood, drippin' in Westwood I just told Vivienne, "Thank you" (thank you) The hollow tips hit that lil' boy, put his ass in a box, more like a rectangle Me and your bitch is entangled Yeah (what? What?) Shells (doot, doot) I got shells (pew, pew) Shells (rrr), uh Taco Bells (what?) Shells (bow) I got shells and bells (yeah, yeah) Taco Bells (yeah, yeah) Waving my strap in the air (what?) I'm waving my strap in the air (what?) I'm waving my strap in the air (what?) I'm totin' my Glock in the air (what?) I'm throwing my gang in the air (what?) I'm throwing my gang in the air (what?) I'm totin' my strap in the air (dig?) It's up, so you know it's stuck there (dig?) It's up, so you know it's stuck there (dig?) Yeah, yeah Uno, I killed it

Get fucked up, get bud Just don't leave your drink around me 'Cause the shit will get drunk up Everybody fuck around Shut the fuck up I can't even hear what you're saying, girl Shut up Jokes, I'm playing, I'm drunk, fuck Oh shit, oh my god, I'm so fucked up, what's up? Yeah, girl, stick your butt up Shake it all around Make the dollar, pound, peso, yen, rupee And groovy, just like a movie Ooey, truly zooted out I don't even know what it to do me Move it out, move it in Okay, let me do it again... Okay Sweaty, heady, Eddie Spaghetti told me to chill out Tryna cause some fun so I pulled a bunch of bills out The booze ain't the problem The other shit it lead to When it come to wildin' believe in no equal Me and Bikram drunk and we wildin' in Queens Promoter buggin, screamin' "Who the fuck invited Heems?" So much Bacardi started speaking dumb Then I tried to snub Dap It must've been Puerto Rican rum Young Amitabh, I'm a don Single malt neat, I prefer Oban Or that aged shit, twenty-five Mcallan Mommy drunk quick 'cause she only eat salads Pissy drunk, wildin' drunk 'Bout to get dissy Huh?

If you have a racist friend Now is the time, now is the time for your friendship to end Be it your sister Be it your brother Be it your cousin or your, uncle or your lover If you have a racist friend Now is the time, now is the time for your friendship to end Be it your best friend Or any other Is it your husband or your father or your mother? Tell them to change their views Or change their friends Now is the time, now is the time, for your friendship to end So if you know a racist who thinks he is your friend Now is the time, now is the time for your friendship to end Call yourself my friend? Now is the time to make up your mind, don't try to pretend Be it your sister Be it your brother Be it your cousin or your uncle or your lover So if you are a racist Our friendship has got to end And if your friends are racists don't pretend to be my friend So if you have a racist friend Now is the time, now is the time for our friendship to end GOODBYE