Michael Christmas - Taco Truck lyrics

rate me

Tuesday night got me searching for the tacos

Feeling like…

Niggas at the shows like we with you, but bro you’re not though

‘Cause I ain’t turning up, just need to go and charge my iPhone

You know that 3%, you look around like shit…new bitches and I gotta see them tits

And when we get bored smoking, going on the bench

On a half of good tacos with the salsa and the dip

I ain’t talking Taco Bell, nigga, that ain’t shit

Need that real…no time to do no hating, we hot up on a mission

Mom called asking if I’m safe, I’m in Brooklyn

What’s the worst that could happen to a boy just looking

For the food and the drugs and the hoes and the fun

Feel like Naz, nigga, all I need is one

So I’m on a search

Searching for the taco truck

Searching for the taco truck

I’m searching for the taco truck

Searching for the taco truck

I’m searching for the taco truck

Searching for the taco truck

I’m searching for the taco truck

Searching for the taco truck

Complications have arrived ‘cause the opps on lurking

I’m only 19, got this vodka on my shirt

So we pull the Gucci, mane, hit the corner like skkr

I ain’t ready to go home ‘cause my stomach gonna hurt

Mean to find Jesus or Juan, sip fine wine or Corona with the lime

Soft taco with a little dazy on the side

Spanish girl tryna have my baby on the side

Instead I’m on the couch ‘cause we couldn’t find shit

You never been as sad as a nigga like this

I’m sending out emojies with the red face pissed

If I say I want a taco, get some tacos, nigga, shit

And I don’t mean to be belligerent or ignorant

It’s just some nigga shit for my benefit

But the struggle has been rigorous

So if you look for me I guarantee that you can find me on a search

Searching for the taco truck

Searching for the taco truck

I’m searching for the taco truck

Searching for the taco truck

I’m searching for the taco truck

Searching for the taco truck

I’m searching for the taco truck

Searching for the taco truck