Taco Bell - UnoTheActivist

Ain’t no congrats, I’m hitting them with a cheer

Must be the devil like how would you dare?

(What?)

These niggas broke and we beyond compare

Drip is exclusive, can’t find it on Grailed (Dig)

I’ll say it again so I might sound repetitive

When it come to the dripping, 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 (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Weigh four pounds, I bought it because it was rare (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Put this shit on and I go up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Like butterfly doors in the coupe and they calling me rare (Yeah, yeah, yeah,

yeah)

Spent seventy-five hundred on loafers (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

You know I do not do no penny loafing, I swear (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I got the keys like Beethoven (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

You know he was black so we call him Zaytoven, I swear (Yeah, yeah)

Told your ho to wipe my floor

Put more ice in my soda, my Backwood, she roll up

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 calling 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, shells (Uh, what?)

I got shells (What?)

Shells (Shells)

Uh, taco bells (Dig)

Shells (Dig)

I got shells and bells (Dig)

Taco bells (Huh, what?)

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 toting 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 toting my strap in the air (What?)

It’s up so you know it’s stuck there (Yeah)

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 (Uh)

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 little 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

Sink to the bottom like anchors (Yeah)

I hit that ho from the back

She grab on my balls, I grab on her ankles (What?)

Smoking on Backwood

Dripping in Westwood, I just told Vivienne, «Thank you» (Thank you)

The hollow tips hit that little boy

Put his ass in a box, more like a rectangle

Me and your bitch is entangled

Yeah, shells

I got shells (Yeah, what?)

Shells (Huh, what?)

Uh, taco bells (What?)

Shells (Dig)

I got shells and bells (What?)

Taco bells (What, what?)

Waving my strap in the air (Yeah)

I’m waving my strap in the air (Yeah, yeah)

I’m waving my strap in the air (Yeah, yeah)

I’m toting my Glock in the air (Yeah)

I’m throwing my gang in the air (Yeah)

I’m throwing my gang in the air (Yeah)

I’m toting my strap in the air (Yeah)

It’s up so you know it’s stuck there (Yeah)

It’s up so you know it’s stuck there (Dig)

Yeah, yeah

Uno, I killed it