Taco

(Hook) What’s beef?! Beef is when they hating through they teethTryna eat But they’re too afraid to meet (meat) get it?What's Beef?! Beef is when they catch you in the street it ain’t sweet mayne let’s Taco (talk about) bout the beefYea let’s Taco bout itI ain’t tryna catch a body put some chalk around it I’m a really nice guy with some bosses round meIf they lettuce get bread I’ll put some sauce around it And If you say you got beef well let’s taco bout it (Big Murph Verse)He say he wanted beef that’s a taco (taco)But he ain’t bout that life he el gato (gato) I keep the hits on deck serato I’m tryna take over the map el Chapo (Chapooo!)Stacking cheese just like a chip that’s a nacho (not yo’s)If you snitching you a bit you a narco (snitch) Let’s taco bout the drip I need a poncho The Head honcho I make hits I need a bongo I’m eating up the beat like it’s beef The way I’m chopping got me cutting up the green making means I’m too mean with this rapping like a bully on ya street on a streak tryna hit a million streams like a creek capeesh I stay smoking like I’m Cheech got that gas like a leakI burn broccoli by the onion roll cilantro in a leafThey say they want the smoke till they can’t breathe like pleaseI be wrapping like burrito mayne let’s taco bout the beef (sheesh!!!)(J.Cyrus Verse)Look I ain't with the Beef but if you need it i'm a killaCheesy muh fuckas gettin folded like tortillai'm the reason for the season leave em bleeding where they beI got shooters in New Orleans I got fiends in Tennessee pop them beans and let them country boys get even in a JeepWhile you're in a Ford Fiesta with them teams upon yo feetThat's disgusting we can turn that nothing into somethingcause I got a couple cousins that'll take it out the oven bitch i'm serving food truck look like a suburban but I keep enough heat to cook the beef when I be swervinggot a plate for all you bitches talking shit when you be lurkinglet that choppa go siracha on yo block I keep certainWhat's beef? beef is when you bitches can't sleepcause you're worried bout that car that's creeping up and down yo streetgot you callin all yo people cause you scared to even eatlet me know if we should end it got some spots that we can meettell em