True to kids, bow the heads, we boo to piss
Blew a kiss, blew the crew, and you 'boo' that b**h
Boo that b**h, all we did was move the b**h
I'm superstish(superstitious), and I'm on a map like a tourist
I'm too legit, say my bars like Ludacris
Xanni bars, too true to this
Foolishness, pure goulishness
I'll ring your bell like school dismissed
Scoop ya sis and keep her high like stewardess
I'm the substitute in the f**in coupe
I f**ed her too, cuz I'm f**in cute
Skydivin' with a f**ed up 'shute (Ohhhhh)
You're fine dining where I took my poop
I eat lightning with a f**ed up tooth
Hot pockets still burn my roof
My hands shake, like I'm scared to shoot
You been a scrub, you still aloof
You might be match'n, but you still a goof
I can't lie n still the truth
I'll be f**in coo-coo to f** witchu
I'm not amused, I drug abuse
But I am a muse to a lot of you
I'm damn confused, but proud of you
I'm mad at you, I'm like dad to you
I'm just glad I established you
It's mewtwo to a pikachu
Didn't think it through? Throw a book at you
Shoulda took the cue, now look at you
So who really runs the city man?
Nacho
Who got 8 holes and coke in his nose?
Nacho
Who got cobain's and gucci veins?
Nacho
I'm with the sh**, said Mr. Fact
Im hidden, packed
I'm fritzed and capped
I'm in the trap, I'm wearin' Shaq's
DM'd your b**h, and she hit me back
Hit a lap, all in the 'lac
From the back, I'll pull out tracks
Duck tales, scooby snacks
Big booty, racks, throwin' jumping jacks
I'm a lumberjack in a snapback
Ima horde your b**h, I'm a pack rat
Like Baghdad mixed with black flags
Black flag, mixed with pack draft
Bad draft mixed with witchcraft
I'm a flat raft as this sh** pa**
Hope the clip last and don't slip fast
Lil' f**in brats, wearin' bucket hats
I don't f** with this, I don't f** with that
What the f** is that? I'm from the trap
I'll smoke a stogie and then run a lap
I'll run a muck and then run it back
I'll treat your dad like a lil' lad
I'll wake up just to take a nap
We'll take a dab and then took a cab
And I'm caked up, I'm the bakers man
"Nacho Pica**o
The tat in the muhf**in' hat
Uncle Jessie
Canigula
The Lizard King Jr
Can I rant for a second man?
Ay my n***a, can I rant? Ima rant
Been a lot of sneak dissin' goin around man
Dog, I can't read in between the lines n***a
All you gotta do is say nacho n***a
I'll b at your f**in' front door n***a
Like the yellow pages n***a
Smellin' like a 8 ball...
And three strippers
I'm not f**in with you n***as man look...
You b**hes better stop screenshottin' my sh** too man
I'm just tryna pop it one time man, f**
You over here..."Nacho pica**o tried to slide in my DMs"...
No b**h, I tried to slide in your f**in' p**y
Just keep it 100
f** your DMs, motherf**in' social networks is ruining' the world man, look
I be on twitter and sh** too though!
Like my n***a's picture... I'm coming for you too then
I don't even want no b**h with no IG
b**h, I'm a G, that's the only G you need to worry about, b**h
Over on instagram, getting' your self esteem boosted up...
I'm over here tryin' to break it down
b**h, it's cancelin' each other out, b**h
Ha...Nacho!
Blunt Raps 2 man...yeah, surf school
More gang...your b**h is probably in the studio right now with me, right?
Is that around the curbs? Give your n***a a shoutout.."