Fettuccine lyrics

[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*ggas really demons (Free my hitters)
Not trippin’ off a n*gga, Bag Klan, better believe it (I'm Boutabag)
She fiendin', gave the lil' b*tch di*k, now she screamin' (Now she mad)
How this fifty clock, got a n*gga in here cheesin' (I'm in here cryin')
I’m really tired of these n*ggas talkin’ macho (Talkin' macho)
’Bout my fettuccine, cook a n*gga like a taco (Get that n*gga)
You n*ggas weenies, that's on God, that's on my vatos (That's on God)
b*tch, I’m from South Sac', that be Iraq, where you cannot go (I'm from Iraq)

[Verse 1]
Bad b*tch 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*gga turnin' down a fade, he got shot though (Gang)
You win some, you lose most, I know n*ggas gon' rock though (He gon' rock)
Same n*ggas I was broke with, that's the same n*ggas I'll rock for (I'm gon' rock)
You not for, brody wet a n*gga like a poncho (Wet him up)

[Chorus]
I'm really tired of these n*ggas talkin' macho (Talkin' macho)
My fettuccine, cook a n*gga like a taco (Get that n*gga)
You n*ggas weenies, that's on God, that's on my vatos (That's on God)
b*tch, I'm from South Sac', that be Iraq, where you cannot go (I'm from Iraq)
I'm really tired of these n*ggas talkin' macho (I swear to God)
My fettuccine, cook a n*gga like a taco (Skrrt, skrrt)
You n*ggas weenies, that's on God, that's on my vatos (That's on God)
b*tch, 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*ggas, dome n*ggas (Gang)
Two, four, six, eight, ten different poles with us (Hella poles)
Brody got the 'Wood, my big brother tryna roll n*ggas, ayy (He tryna roll)
Heard you talkin' out your neck, then we expose n*ggas (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*ggas 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')
b*tch, I'm out here smokin' all these meds just like an old n*gga (I'm hella old)
How your brother die, but you ain't slide? You a cold n*gga (You hella cold)
b*tch, I'm out here feelin' like I'm Steez, I'm hella bold with it (I'm hella bold)
b*tches all on, and yeah, she suckin' on the, uh

[Chorus]
I'm really tired of these n*ggas talkin' macho (I swear to God)
Cook a n*gga like a taco (Gang, gang)
You n*ggas weenies, that's on God, that's on my vatos (Skrrt)
b*tch, 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*ggas talkin' macho (Swear to God)
'Bout fettuccine, cook a n*gga like a taco (For the cheddar)
You n*ggas weenies, that's on God, that's on my vatos (That's on God)
b*tch, I'm from South Sac', that be Iraq, where you cannot go (I'm from Iraq)
I'm really tired of these n*ggas talkin' macho (I swear to God)
'Bout my fettuccine, cook a n*gga like a taco (For my cheese)
You n*ggas weenies, that's on God, that's on my vatos (That's on God)
b*tch, I'm from South Sac', that be Iraq, where you cannot go (I'm from Iraq)
Gang