One to the two to the three to the quatro

Bitch, I'm bout that cheese, I'm bout them chips, I'm bout that nacho

Playing with me wrong I split your top, I dress your taco

This shit here doper than cocoa from Griselda Blanco

I got this for the low, I got this shit here from my migo

This shit here got me higher than Mariah Carey C-note

No, I do not trap, but I run shit like Ochocinco

Beast Mode just like Pluto, I might go and cop a peacoat

I just hit your bitch, we shot a flick off of her iPhone

Was trapped inside my mind and I broke out like I'm El Chapo

Better keep your third eye on these niggas if you know what I know

Slime Season vision, my eyes bleeding through my blindfold

One to the two to the three to the quatro

Bitch, I'm bout that cheese, I'm bout them chips, I'm bout that nacho

Playing with me wrong I split your top, I dress your taco

This shit here doper than cocoa from Griselda Blanco

One to the two to the three to the quatro

Bitch, I'm bout that cheese, I'm bout them chips, I'm bout that nacho

Playing with me wrong I split your top, I dress your taco

This shit here doper than cocoa from Griselda Blanco