Taco Tuesdyy - CAVIN

Durel made the beat, I'ma rock with it Pretty down night right now Sike (Uh), 'cause it's Taco Tuesday What is it? (Woo) Taco Tuesday Yeah (Woo) Taco Tuesday, I got the cheese, she tastin' the Kool-Aid (Taco) Migo the plug, Guadalupe (Brrt) She gon' do what the group say, comprende (Comprende) Caliente (Uh), she get the bag but she gotta get it ten ways (Woo) Okay, now ándele, ándele (Ándele) What the money make? (Money make?) We can elevate (Elevate) Cha-nay-nay like she on the runway (Cha-nay-nay) It's a payday when she get the cum face (Woo) Mamacita want tequila and a Bombay (Tequila) Trap beating in the cul-de-sac, a one-way (Trap beating) She want a Perc' before she take off her skirt (Perc', Perc') Put in work, put your name on her skirt (Skirt, skirt) These diamonds get to winking, like to flirt (Flirt, flirt) The K put your face on a shirt (Shirt) Been having flavor, givin' waves since birth (Birth) My name José (Hola) It's a long line at the doorway (Trap) We servin' tacos, get 'em with the nachos Fuckin' with a bad vibe, and she go both ways (Bad) Count up the racks off a show date (Dineros) I'll never ever see a broke date (Oh, no) Look into the eyes, to the G.O.A.T face (G.O.A.T) The gang and Durel, it's a four way (Four, Takeoff) Taco Tuesday, I got the cheese, she tastin' the Kool-Aid (Taco) Migo the plug, Guadalupe (Brrt) She gon' do what the group say, comprende (Comprende) Caliente (Uh), she get the bag but she gotta get it ten ways (Woo) Okay, now ándale, ándale (Ándale) What the money make? (Money make?) We can elevate (Elevate, woo, go)

(Slide) Y'all niggas is pussy, ain't no debatin' it Ain't no complainin' or fakin' it I'm a dick and you takin' it, pussy Nigga, I'm on one Don't make me spin on all you niggas and bomb one The bomb, it fluid through my music, is you stupid? Don't make 'em have to call the coroner to come use it I got a lotta power and I love to abuse it You lyin' through your teeth like your word's a toothpick 2Pac rollin' in his grave Me and you ain't the same, I'm on a whole 'nother page Like the cops came, I'm in a whole 'nother lane I'm goin' off the brain This nigga think he fly, I'ma throw him off the plane I look at his body fallin' like, "Oh, what a shame" Make him, "Ayy..." Let 'em die in vain Let 'em die in pain Do you hear what I'm sayin'? Better stay out my way Better stay out my range (range, range, range, range) And I don't mean the trap boy They comin' with the dicks for fuckboys (slide) They playin' with clips like fuck toys (slide) With the silence on the tip like, "Fuck noise" (slide) Eenie, meenie, meenie, miney, mo I'll catch a hatin' ass nigga by his toe Make him tip-tap like he tap dancing at a show Get him on The Weeknd, that's the X and O (slide) Niggas that be talkin' don't do shit They runnin' around, they on they Duck Duck Goose shit They ridin' the wave, I'm 'bout to fuck up your cruise ship They say they want beef until you take 'em to Ruth's Chris Can I get a prime cut, bone in? A little water 'cause I'm hoarse, no Trojan She pours champagne for her throat then And more beef, more beef, more beef Walk down in your streets, your streets, your streets Catch you around northwest, southeast, northeast On God, on my mama, on my daughter, on me Get in my way or my range, get the whole .30 And I don't mean the trap boy They comin' with the dicks for fuckboys (slide) They playin' with clips like fuck toys (slide) With the silence on the tip like, "Fuck noise" (slide) Hey, keep it runnin' (slide) Keep it goin', (slide) uh (slide) Yeah, uh (slide, slide)