IDK – Taco (ft. Kaytranada) (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

IDK unveils the official music video for the Kaytranada-produced “Taco” song. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download.

Idk Taco

One of the more unexpected collaborations to come from this week’s list of new music arrivals is “Taco,” which finds Maryland’s IDK connecting with Grammy Award-winning producer KAYTRANADA over a bouncy beat complete with some funky jazz piano.

“‘Taco’ is IDK’s first release following USEE4YOURSELF, the artist’s sonically sprawling sophomore album,” a press release explains. “Coated in philosophical musings and lyrical dynamism, it was exactly the sort of project fans had come to expect from the DMV rapper, who also led a music business course by the name of No Label Academy at Harvard University that same summer.”

On the catchy chorus, IDK raps, “And I don’t mean the truck, boy / They comin’ with the d*cks for f*ckboys (Slide) / They playin’ with cl*ts like f*ck toys (Slide) / With the silence on the tip like, “f*ck noise” (Slide).”

IDK – Taco (ft. Kaytranada) (prod. Kaytranada)

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Lyrics

[Intro]
Slide

[Verse 1]
Y’all niggas is pussy, ain’t no debatin’ it
Ain’t no complainin’ or fakin’ it
I’m a dick and you takin’ it, pussy nigga, I’m on one
Don’t make me spin on all you niggas and bomb one
Embalming fluid through my music, is you stupid?
Don’t make ’em have to call the coroner to come use it
I got a lotta power and I love to abuse it
You lyin’ through your teeth like your words a toothpick
Tupac rollin’ in his grave
Me and you ain’t the same, I’m on a whole ‘nother page
Like the cops came, I’m in a whole ‘nother lane
I’m goin’ off the brain
This nigga think he fly, I’ma throw him off the plane
I look at his body fallin’ like, “Oh, what a shame”
Make him, “Ayyy”, let him die in vain
Let him die in pain, do you hear what I’m sayin’?
Better stay out my way, better stay out my range

[Chorus]
And I don’t mean the truck, boy
They comin’ with the dicks for fuckboys (Slide)
They playin’ with clips like “fuck toys” (Slide)
With the silence on the tip like “fuck noise” (Slide)

[Verse 2]
Eenie, meenie, meenie, miney-mo
I’ll catch a hating ass nigga by his toe
Make him tip-tap like he tap dancing at a show
Get him on the weekend, that’s the X and the O (Slide)
Niggas that be talkin’ don’t do shit
They runnin’ around, they on they duck, duck, goose shit
They ridin’ the wave, I’m ’bout to fuck up your cruise ship
They say they want beef until you take ’em to Ruth’s Chris
Can I get a prime cut, bone in?
A little water ’cause I’m hoarse, no Trojan
She’s parched, champagne for her throat then
More beef, more beef, more beef
Walk down in your streets, your streets, your streets
Catch you around north west, south east, north east
On God, on my mama, on my daughter, on me
Get in my way or my range, get the whole .30

[Chorus]
And I don’t mean the truck, boy
They comin’ with the dicks for fuckboys (Slide)
They playin’ with clips like “fuck toys” (Slide)
With the silence on the tip like “fuck noise” (Slide)

[Outro]
Hey, keep it goin’ (Slide)
Keep it goin’, uh (Slide, slide)
Yeah, uh (Slide, slide)