Hard Soft Taco by Ghostie Lyrics

[Intro]
The Villainger

[Verse]
Yeah, tired of dreamin', wake up and go get it
My nigga, it's time, I'm ready to go
Only thing on my mind is my goal
Here's a little note for enemies and foes
If he ain't gonna venture, I don't need no bros
Play with me, you gon' reap what you sow
Spit on your bitch 'fore I put in this pole
It can get crazy, you can call me Crisco
Causin' every Panic! at every Disco
Dance since [?] who [?] go
Bitch, I'm sick as shit but I don't need no medicine, though
He a little poppin', but I'm better than you
Child like JPEG', got a Veteran flow
I ain't never ever had me a sold-out show
But you know it's finna happen, I'm just lettin' you know
Born in Hell but I was raised in the cold
Only cookin' crack in this pot and I'll never stop
Comin' for my naps and my locks, it was too hot
Talk shit, I'd rather not, K.O., karate chop
I don't eat swine, fuck a pork, eat the pig cop
[Chorus]
Can't stop
Workin' hella hard while they not
Pitch a bitch shape, tip-top
This is my fate, fuck off
Plain hard taco with [?]
Put him in a tomb, log off
Nigga get smoked like Paul Wal'
He think it sweet, he must be drunk, nigga, pour me some