Guacamole

[Verse 1]

Ayo, that rent is so expensive

I can't afford the samples at the Whole Foods

I only get like seven Twitter mentions

They only pay attention to my slow grooves (Whoop)

So I thought about it, pfft, why not?

Yeah, I was switchin' gears back then

And still ain't movin' shit, I'm in this tight spot

Brought bars to a knife off

This industry is cutthroat

No place on this block for a law abiding nice cop

Worried that I'm fighting, ain't no need with the tack

[?] metaphoric, likes Benny and The Jets

Worn and bet a bulletproof, the vest, yeah

Still throwin' shots at a rapper like you meetin' with the vet, ayy

Questionin' my purpose on this Earth like, "Do they like it deep?

Can they handle the girth right?"

*laughs*

I keep it gnarly, surf life (Shaka)

[Chorus]

I like my taco with the cheese in it, uh

And I drink my coffee with the cream in it

But you can't have all that believe

They wants bars, yeah, they say I'm too deep wit' it (Whoo-oo-oo)

Whatever

They say that the people ain't feelin' it

I gotta have a little more steez, yeah

[Post-Chorus]

I'm like, woah

Don't talk the game

Don't talk the same

You won't walk my lane, you trippin' (You trip)

I'm broke

No pocket change (Yeah)

No watch and chains (Yeah)

My worldly views is different (Uh)

I grow

[?] the brain

Blow off the paint

Know my whole lifeline written

Woah

Know I'm in vain

So I'll be a plane

Money is the only thing missin'

[Bridge]

Mmm, ba-ti-ba-ba

Mmm, ta-ti-ta-ta

Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]

I got plans, wishes, fan mail

Ban stickers, plans fail (Yeah)

Fanbase, where those true fans stay wit' us

Handmade, grass-fed, no caged chickens

Meh tickets, bad sales

Still, drinking these bad, ales

I hope one day for that house on a hill

If my looks were as good as my verses they'd kill

[Chorus]

(Ahh)

I like my taco with the cheese in it, uh

And I drink my coffee with the cream in it

(Ahh)

They wants bars, and they say I'm too deep wit' it

Say that the people ain't fee...

[Interlude]

So we sent our music video, the one that we just did, we sent it to like 20 blocks

And 90% of them declined it

They liked it, they just didn't wanna post it

The way that this thing works is that they have to give us some sort of feedback or some shit

So, they uh, they wrote back and uh, one of them was like, "Yeah, we don't like your use of profanity

It seems like you're really, y'know, it was just unnecessary, and you're tryna be cool"

I'm like, yeah, okay, yeah, go fuck yourself

[Post-Chorus]

I'm like, woah

Don't talk the game

Don't talk the same

You won't walk my lane, you trippin'

I'm broke

No pocket change

No watch and chains

My worldly views is different

I grow

[?] the brain

Blow off the paint

Know, my whole lifeline written

Woah

I know I'm in vain

So I'll be a plane

Money is the only thing missin'