Lyrics Cinco De Mayo 2 - JayWop

Still serving dog food, free Ralo
Nigga play and I'm touching his taco
Give a damn bout a bitch if she aint mine, get a star and treat her like a thot hoe
Nigga play with that paper he get slimed, leave his brain hanging out like some nachos
Then go celebrate him like holiday with my people, no Cinco de Mayo
Mix em up, like some pico de gallo
Cross my heart and right hand on the Bible
I been balancing all of this shit lately like my problems came in on a tight rope
I want blood, i aint talking no cycle
Said you love me the fuck did you lie for
5 bitches that say they want fuck with me but like cinco, they aint none of my hoe

You ain't gotta keep bumping your head, just gotta change up your route
Ain't got time for these bitches, they arguing and bickering, I'm sticking my dick in they Mouth
They know that I'm raw like some sex with no condom, bout time that I start taking off
Lately been peeping the shit that they doing, they snake, had to go shake em off
I like my bitches with ass with some clapback
We gone get on your head like a snapback
Got my gang behind me like a backflap
Nigga play then we laying him flat flat
Bitch i'm grimy, aint screaming out slatt slatt
Put this infrared beam where your hat at
Reminiscing bout you like a flashback, invest in myself and go up like I'm NASDAQ
Not Dak but you know imma pass that
All that attitude, bitch where your ass at
Like I'm Paige, just point me where the cash at
Entertainment, you something I'll laugh at
I had to change and start switching up on some people, I noticed that I was too Comfortable
Gotta break bread with my family, all my people we gone stick together, no Huxtables
Niggas on clown shit like they Pennywise
Stay away from the fakes, man I been advised
Want my trust but keep telling me plenty lies, shit for the birds and that's giving me Pigeon vibes
I had to leave all the trauma and pain in the past, a lot of shit had really hurt me
Then I realized that I overcame so much shit, God just telling me I gotta purpose
I gotta keep working, no time for disturbances, wrap my dick up like a motherfucking Turban
These hoes they be leaching, and locking, and lurking
Can't go back to being broke, aint no reversing
All of the shit that I faced just confirming that better days coming, shit can't get no worser
Feeling like Kodak cause I just might glee on a bitch, gotta ski for the drip aint no surfing

Still serving dog food, free Ralo
Nigga play and I'm touching his taco
Give a damn bout a bitch if she aint mine, get a star and treat her like a thot hoe
Nigga play with that paper he get slimed, leave his brain hanging out like some nachos
Then go celebrate him like holiday with my people, no Cinco de Mayo
Mix em up, like some pico de gallo
Cross my heart and right hand on the Bible
I been balancing all of this shit lately like my problems came in on a tight rope
I want blood, i ain't talking no cycle
Said you love me the fuck did you lie for
5 bitches that say they want fuck with me but like cinco, they ain't none of my hoe