TACO SHELLS

(D.a. got that dope)
Okay

Took my lil' nigga to spin, he got himself into some beef

Did a number job and switched the VIN, a stolo SRT
They shot his house up last week, he scared as hell, he wanna chill
Gave him my Draco .223, we don't squash beef, we drill and kill

Taco Bell, we pull up with shells when it come to beef
We dumpin' shells, no saved by the bell but my tires screech
Watch out for 12 'cause we hot as hell, let's make it home in peace
My house right there, pull up to the left but, shh, my people sleep
Went upstairs, shampoo in my hair, took a bath with bleach
No evidence, I won't let no fans get the drop on me
Ain't scared of jail, ain't scared of 12
I'm scared my bro might tell on me
Been acting scared before we left, could tell he don't do felonies

No registration, strapped with poles and bows, and a scale on me

I'm on probation, bronem on parole, so ain't no bailing me

His heart be pacing back and forth
He pacing, Newport smoke, he nervous
He acting anxious, starting to work my
Patience, lane to lane, he swerving
Turn down the music, bitch, I'm drivin' stupid, stolo paper plates
Glock MACs and Uzis, drivin' goofy
We get pulled over, take your cases

Bust two lefts, then at the light
You bust a right, keep going straight
He scared of death, he never took a life, I see it in his face
He fold his hands and bowed his head but we ain't got no time to pray
Sound like a O boy, Maxo Doughboy, kick you out my car like Trae
He grabbed the K, he said he down to ride and looked me in my eyes
Trey Pound, hop out, walk 'em down, don't do drive-bys, we slide

Took my lil' nigga to spin, he got himself into some beef

Did a number job and switched the VIN, a stolo SRT
They shot his house up last week, he scared as hell, he wanna chill
Gave him my Draco .223, we don't squash beef, we drill and kill

Taco Bell, we pull up with shells when it come to beef
We dumpin' shells, no saved by the bell but my tires screech
Watch out for 12 'cause we hot as hell, let's make it home in peace
My house right there, pull up to the left but, shh, my people sleep
Went upstairs, shampoo in my hair, took a bath with bleach
No evidence, I won't let no fans get the drop on me
Ain't scared of jail, ain't scared of 12
I'm scared my bro might tell on me
Been acting scared before we left, could tell he don't do felonies

I'm too loyal, chose to ride for niggas who won't ride for self
Keep a lawyer when it's law and order, facing life or death
Screaming death before dishonor, do your partner really mean it?
Keep it solid, stand on business, or do he sit down when he peeing?
You put your gang-gang in the chain-
Gang, how you rat out on your people?
The opps went bang-bang, the whole gang came
Wasn't my beef and it still came with you
We been thuggin' since eleven, knew one day you might turn twelve
Before you snitch, I up my stick, empty the clip, send you to hell

Took my lil' nigga to spin, he got himself into some beef

Did a number job and switched the VIN, a stolo SRT
They shot his house up last week, he scared as hell, he wanna chill
Gave him my Draco .223, we don't squash beef, we drill and kill

Taco Bell, we pull up with shells when it come to beef
We dumpin' shells, no saved by the bell but my tires screech
Watch out for 12 'cause we hot as hell, let's make it home in peace
My house right there, pull up to the left but, shh, my people sleep
Went upstairs, shampoo in my hair, took a bath with bleach
No evidence, I won't let no fans get the drop on me
Ain't scared of jail, ain't scared of 12
I'm scared my bro might tell on me
Been acting scared before we left, could tell he don't do felonies