Fettuccine
[Intro]
Ooh, Saul
I'm Boutabag, ain’t gotta ask me
I'm Boutabag, ain't gotta ask me
[Chorus]
Free my drillers out that cage, all my n***as really demons (Free my hitters)
Not trippin’ off a n***a, Bag Klan, better believe it (I'm Boutabag)
She fiendin', gave the lil' bitch dick, now she screamin' (Now she mad)
How this fifty clock, got a n***a in here cheesin' (I'm in here cryin')
I’m really tired of these n***as talkin’ macho (Talkin' macho)
’Bout my fettuccine, cook a n***a like a taco (Get that n***a)
You n***as weenies, that's on God, that's on my vatos (That's on God)
Bitch, I’m from South Sac', that be Iraq, where you cannot go (I'm from Iraq)
[Verse 1]
Bad bitch slim thick, Mexicano (She hella bad)
Sippin' on Belaire, won't catch me pourin' out moscato (Sippin' Henny)
I been smokin' dope, been rollin' out the fronto (Out the fronto)
Been hit the road, been rockin' with my vatos (Skrrt)
A n***a turnin' down a fade, he got shot though (Gang)
You win some, you lose most, I know n***as gon' rock though (He gon' rock)
Same n***as I was broke with, that's the same n***as I'll rock for (I'm gon' rock)
You not for, brody wet a n***a like a poncho (Wet him up)
[Chorus]
I'm really tired of these n***as talkin' macho (Talkin' macho)
My fettuccine, cook a n***a like a taco (Get that n***a)
You n***as weenies, that's on God, that's on my vatos (That's on God)
Bitch, I'm from South Sac', that be Iraq, where you cannot go (I'm from Iraq)
I'm really tired of these n***as talkin' macho (I swear to God)
My fettuccine, cook a n***a like a taco (Skrrt, skrrt)
You n***as weenies, that's on God, that's on my vatos (That's on God)
Bitch, I'm from South Sac', that be Iraq, where you cannot go (Gang, gang)
[Verse 2]
Speak on Herb or Dollas, we gon' blow n***as, dome n***as (Gang)
Two, four, six, eight, ten different poles with us (Hella poles)
Brody got the 'Wood, my big brother tryna roll n***as, ayy (He tryna roll)
Heard you talkin' out your neck, then we expose n***as (We expose)
Step into my soul's thunder, told him he a soul hunter, ayy (Take a soul)
Disrespect, I gotta beat him like he stole somethin' (Beat his ass)
Now I'm comin' up, I swear these n***as think I owe somethin' (They think I owe)
Two clocks clockin' in this clock, I'm on the road with it (I'm out here clockin')
Bitch, I'm out here smokin' all these meds just like an old n***a (I'm hella old)
How your brother die, but you ain't slide? You a cold n***a (You hella cold)
Bitch, I'm out here feelin' like I'm Steez, I'm hella bold with it (I'm hella bold)
Bitches all on, and yeah, she suckin' on the, uh
[Chorus]
I'm really tired of these n***as talkin' macho (I swear to God)
Cook a n***a like a taco (Gang, gang)
You n***as weenies, that's on God, that's on my vatos (Skrrt)
Bitch, I'm from South Sac', that be Iraq, where you can not go (I'm from Iraq)
[Interlude]
Ayy, you talkin' macho (Talkin' macho)
Pullin' up with, like a taco (Skrrt)
Ayy, that's on my vatos
Where you cannot go
[Chorus]
I'm really tired of these n***as talkin' macho (Swear to God)
'Bout fettuccine, cook a n***a like a taco (For the cheddar)
You n***as weenies, that's on God, that's on my vatos (That's on God)
Bitch, I'm from South Sac', that be Iraq, where you cannot go (I'm from Iraq)
I'm really tired of these n***as talkin' macho (I swear to God)
'Bout my fettuccine, cook a n***a like a taco (For my cheese)
You n***as weenies, that's on God, that's on my vatos (That's on God)
Bitch, I'm from South Sac', that be Iraq, where you cannot go (I'm from Iraq)
Gang
Ooh, Saul
I'm Boutabag, ain’t gotta ask me
I'm Boutabag, ain't gotta ask me
[Chorus]
Free my drillers out that cage, all my n***as really demons (Free my hitters)
Not trippin’ off a n***a, Bag Klan, better believe it (I'm Boutabag)
She fiendin', gave the lil' bitch dick, now she screamin' (Now she mad)
How this fifty clock, got a n***a in here cheesin' (I'm in here cryin')
I’m really tired of these n***as talkin’ macho (Talkin' macho)
’Bout my fettuccine, cook a n***a like a taco (Get that n***a)
You n***as weenies, that's on God, that's on my vatos (That's on God)
Bitch, I’m from South Sac', that be Iraq, where you cannot go (I'm from Iraq)
[Verse 1]
Bad bitch slim thick, Mexicano (She hella bad)
Sippin' on Belaire, won't catch me pourin' out moscato (Sippin' Henny)
I been smokin' dope, been rollin' out the fronto (Out the fronto)
Been hit the road, been rockin' with my vatos (Skrrt)
A n***a turnin' down a fade, he got shot though (Gang)
You win some, you lose most, I know n***as gon' rock though (He gon' rock)
Same n***as I was broke with, that's the same n***as I'll rock for (I'm gon' rock)
You not for, brody wet a n***a like a poncho (Wet him up)
[Chorus]
I'm really tired of these n***as talkin' macho (Talkin' macho)
My fettuccine, cook a n***a like a taco (Get that n***a)
You n***as weenies, that's on God, that's on my vatos (That's on God)
Bitch, I'm from South Sac', that be Iraq, where you cannot go (I'm from Iraq)
I'm really tired of these n***as talkin' macho (I swear to God)
My fettuccine, cook a n***a like a taco (Skrrt, skrrt)
You n***as weenies, that's on God, that's on my vatos (That's on God)
Bitch, I'm from South Sac', that be Iraq, where you cannot go (Gang, gang)
[Verse 2]
Speak on Herb or Dollas, we gon' blow n***as, dome n***as (Gang)
Two, four, six, eight, ten different poles with us (Hella poles)
Brody got the 'Wood, my big brother tryna roll n***as, ayy (He tryna roll)
Heard you talkin' out your neck, then we expose n***as (We expose)
Step into my soul's thunder, told him he a soul hunter, ayy (Take a soul)
Disrespect, I gotta beat him like he stole somethin' (Beat his ass)
Now I'm comin' up, I swear these n***as think I owe somethin' (They think I owe)
Two clocks clockin' in this clock, I'm on the road with it (I'm out here clockin')
Bitch, I'm out here smokin' all these meds just like an old n***a (I'm hella old)
How your brother die, but you ain't slide? You a cold n***a (You hella cold)
Bitch, I'm out here feelin' like I'm Steez, I'm hella bold with it (I'm hella bold)
Bitches all on, and yeah, she suckin' on the, uh
[Chorus]
I'm really tired of these n***as talkin' macho (I swear to God)
Cook a n***a like a taco (Gang, gang)
You n***as weenies, that's on God, that's on my vatos (Skrrt)
Bitch, I'm from South Sac', that be Iraq, where you can not go (I'm from Iraq)
[Interlude]
Ayy, you talkin' macho (Talkin' macho)
Pullin' up with, like a taco (Skrrt)
Ayy, that's on my vatos
Where you cannot go
[Chorus]
I'm really tired of these n***as talkin' macho (Swear to God)
'Bout fettuccine, cook a n***a like a taco (For the cheddar)
You n***as weenies, that's on God, that's on my vatos (That's on God)
Bitch, I'm from South Sac', that be Iraq, where you cannot go (I'm from Iraq)
I'm really tired of these n***as talkin' macho (I swear to God)
'Bout my fettuccine, cook a n***a like a taco (For my cheese)
You n***as weenies, that's on God, that's on my vatos (That's on God)
Bitch, I'm from South Sac', that be Iraq, where you cannot go (I'm from Iraq)
Gang