LYRICS OF " Narcos " - Lil 2z - LYRICS 2021

LYRICS OF " Narcos "  - Lil 2z - LYRICS

Lil 2z - " Narcos " (Lyrics)

Lyrics of the song " Narcos "  the artist Lil 2z

(DJ Lil Sprite, hit)

Niggas scream they ridin' 'til we run into a pothole

Mexican bitch come over, we gon' fuck and she make tacos

I can only beef about the cheese like some nachos

I just got a spot on Hampton right there by the vatos

Niggas sell they soul for a car and some mall clothes

I can't sell my soul 'cause my shit ain't got no barcode

We be sellin' dope day and night like the narcos

We gon' hit him up tonight and book a flight tomorrow

If these nigga take me out, then we gon' X him like a tag toe

Neighbors, they be trippin', so we gotta use the backdoor

We can make a fool of him like he was on the Shaq show

Skinny nigga, but I hold my weight like I'm a fat ho

I don't wanna fuck with them, 'cause they give me informant vibes

I done been stabbed all in my back like I'm a porcupine

Me, a couple guns, and my cousins, that's my entourage

Put me by a million dollars, I bet I'ma camouflage

Put me by a million dollars, I be I'ma double that

I ain't see nobody fall, so we gon' have to double back

I can't give that bitch my heart, 'cause she gon' try to run with that

Whenever it get hard, they run away and then they runnin' back

I think I'm the shit, so I'm feelin' like some asscheeks

They know I ain't lettin' none of that pussy shit get past me

If I call you brother, all you gotta do is ask me

Niggas hate you now, but they was fuckin' with you last week

Ain't a damn thing changed, bitch, I still feel like I'm Tony

I remember we was choppin' weenies up in macaroni

Had to eat a bowl of cereal, fry you some bologna

We only talked for thirty minutes, how the hell you think you know me?

Thank God that I made it this far, hallelujah

My heart done went missin' somewhere in Bermuda

Like my eyes doin' x-rays, I'm seein' right through you

I don't fuck with these niggas, 'cause all of 'em putos

I'm stuffin' exotic in these honey berries

I been in that water like Spongebob and Gary

Pop at they ass, I hope all of 'em buried

Then put that bitch right in reverse like I'm Terry

Niggas scream they ridin' 'til we run into a pothole

Mexican bitch come over, we gon' fuck and she make tacos

I can only beef about the cheese like some nachos

I just got a spot on Hampton right there by the vatos

Niggas sell they soul for a car and some mall clothes

I can't sell my soul 'cause my shit ain't got no barcode

We be sellin' dope day and night like the narcos

We gon' hit him up tonight and book a flight tomorrow