I need two soft tacos and a Mountain Dew

[Intro] Late night, drive-thru, hands on the wheel Tryna keep it cool, tryna keep it real Window crack down, speaker pop loud I just want a combo, not a scene right now [Verse 1] Pulled up slow like, “Evenin’, how you doin’?” Stomach doin’ backflips, already knew it “I need two soft tacos and a Mountain Dew with no ice” Then my brain hit the horn like, “SHIT!!!” real nice Lady on the headset paused for a sec I said, “Sorry, ma’am, my mouth got no respect” “Also one quesadilla, extra sauce on the side” Then I blurted, “BASTARD!!!” and almost fuckin’ cried She said, “Sir, can you repeat that last part please?” I said, “Not the cuss word, just the beans and cheese” Now the car behind me probably think I’m insane I’m just tryna order food, not start a campaign [Pre-Chorus] I’m not mad at you I’m not startin’ beef My mouth just hits random chaos on release I came for a chalupa Not a public scene But every time I speak it sound like a busted machine [Chorus] I said, “Gimme one Crunchwrap, FUCK!!!, supreme” “Large Baja Blast, DICK!!!, no ice for me” “Cinnamon twists, TITTIES!!!, and a side of beans” I’m just tryna eat, why my mouth so mean? “Nacho fries, SHIT!!!, and a taco please” “Packet full of fire, ASS!!!, like two or three” Girl at Taco Bell look terrified at me But I swear I’m bein’ nice, this is not hostility [Verse 2] Pulled to the window, now I’m face to face Tryna smile polite with apologetic grace She handed me the total, I said, “Thank you so much” Then I shouted, “DON'T BE A CUNT!” and snatched my own clutch I said, “Not at you, ma’am, I promise, my bad” Now she lookin’ at me like she callin’ my dad Card declined once, had to run it again I muttered, “son of a...” then laughed with a grin Manager peeked out like, “Everything alright?” I said, “Yeah, just my symptoms and a rough-ass night” Then they gave me hot sauce, napkins, and a stare Like they wanted me gone before I cursed up the air [Pre-Chorus] I’m not pickin’ fights I’m not that dude I just got surprise launch codes in my attitude I just want my tacos And a place to breathe But my mouth got side quests I did not agree [Chorus] I said, “Gimme one Crunchwrap, FUCK,!!! supreme” “Large Baja Blast, PINEAPPLE DICKHOLE!!!, no ice for me” “Cinnamon twists, HELL!!!, and a side of beans” I’m just tryna eat, why my mouth so mean? “Nacho fries, BUBBLEGUM BALLSACK!!!, and a taco please” Girl at Taco Bell look terrified at me But I swear I’m bein’ nice, this is not hostility [Bridge] I sat in the lot with my head on the wheel Thinkin’, man, this meal shouldn’t feel this surreal Opened up the bag, they forgot my damn fork Then I yelled, “MOTHERFUCKER!!!” like a natural force But this time, fair enough, they really earned that one No spoon for the cheese, now the night’s half done Still them tacos hit like a blessing from above Even with a cursed mouth, a man still gotta grub [Final Chorus] “Bean burrito, SHIT!!!, add the red sauce too” “Meximelt dreams, HELL!!!, comin’ halfway through” “Keep it fresh, WOO HOO PENIS WRINKLE!!!, and the shell don’t crack” I’m just fightin’ my mouth with a taco in my lap “Crunchwrap, FUCK!!!, yeah, that’s the meal I need” “Baja Blast, ASS!!!, put my soul at ease” If you hear me cuss, don’t take it personally I’m just tryna get Taco Bell and go home peacefully [Outro] Drive-thru prophet Cursed at the menu Still got my order So I guess we continue