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blunt raps 2 (intro) - nacho picasso lyrics

true to kids, bow the heads, we boo to p-ss
blew a kiss, blew the crew, and you ‘boo’ that b-tch
boo that b-tch, all we did was move the b-tch
i’m superstish(superst-tious), 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 subst-tute in the f-ckin coupe
i f-cked her too, cuz i’m f-ckin cute
skydivin’ with a f-cked up ‘shute (ohhhhh)
you’re fine dining where i took my p–p
i eat lightning with a f-cked 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-ckin coo-coo to f-ck witchu
i’m not amused, i drug abuse
but i am a muse to a lot of you
i’m d-mn 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 c0ke in his nose?
nacho

who got cobain’s and gucci veins?
nacho

i’m with the sh-t, 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-tch, 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-tch, 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-t p-ss
hope the clip last and don’t slip fast
lil’ f-ckin brats, wearin’ bucket hats
i don’t f-ck with this, i don’t f-ck with that
what the f-ck 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 pic-sso
the tat in the muhf-ckin’ hat
uncle jessie
canigula
the lizard king jr
can i rant for a second man?
ay my n-gga, can i rant? ima rant
been a lot of sneak dissin’ goin around man
dog, i can’t read in between the lines n-gga
all you gotta do is say nacho n-gga
i’ll b at your f-ckin’ front door n-gga
like the yellow pages n-gga
smellin’ like a 8 ball…
and three strippers
i’m not f-ckin with you n-ggas man look…
you b-tches better stop screenshottin’ my sh-t too man
i’m just tryna pop it one time man, f-ck
you over here…”nacho pic-sso tried to slide in my dms”…
no b-tch, i tried to slide in your f-ckin’ p-ssy
just keep it 100
f-ck your dms, motherf-ckin’ social networks is ruining’ the world man, look
i be on twitter and sh-t too though!
like my n-gga’s picture… i’m coming for you too then
i don’t even want no b-tch with no ig
b-tch, i’m a g, that’s the only g you need to worry about, b-tch
over on instagram, getting’ your self esteem boosted up…
i’m over here tryin’ to break it down
b-tch, it’s cancelin’ each other out, b-tch
ha…nacho!
blunt raps 2 man…yeah, surf school
more gang…your b-tch is probably in the studio right now with me, right?
is that around the curbs? give your n-gga a shoutout..”

- nacho picasso lyrics

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