Baconisyummy - Doritos

{part i}

{intro: bacon}

Bacon want some more gentlemen

{verse 1: bacon and unhingedale}

Eating a quart full of ritos
That's short for doritos
Tank at point blank, call me hank
Cause i need those cheetos not fritos
History mystery like i'm palmer
Iced tea and lemonade
Cause blistering like owenbomber
Last line leave em in dismay
Killer bean said i despacho with ease
Saul goodman said i'm the best thing since nacho cheese
Geez louise to all those who like cool ranch
Please come out your volvo and catch these hands
Cool ranch, nacho cheese, spicy sweet chili cheesе and
Flavors of doritos come and go like seasons
Thеy say dorito dust replicates cocaine
I guess i've been putting coke on em for no reason (what the fuck)

{verse 2: unhingedale}
My chicks are curvy like fritos
My dick is hard like cheetos (crunchy)
I would never eat a tostito
But i would gobble those doritos
When talking about ‘ritos you can’t forget the dew
They’re so good right up until you have to poo
My jizz is sticky like hot glue
I’m so smart it’s like my last name is wu
Woah woah woah that last line was racist
I told dante’s mom to shake it
I fucking hate the brit’s
This tracks getting bloody like my shits
The country of france i will set ablaze
I rub colin with mayonnaise
For those who like pringles just know your low on days
But just remember i’m always gonna love lays

{verse 3: drip tarts}

Man i failed history class but hitler shouldn’t go to heaven
Mofos fat they consume this shit they already asking for seconds
Shout out to my boy wyatt they call him king erection
If this song doesn’t come out on spotify then this is rigged just like the electi-
Oops almost just said something to get cancelled for the seventh
This shit takes no skill i’ve been a profession since i was eleven
I’m tired of this shit bout to go sicko mode call me armageddon
Man i’m destroying cities and tearing down walls call me ronald reagan
Call me your daddy because your bout to get abandoned
I’m like that lady from that 70s show cause they made a fuckin’ tibetan
Folk song, similar to the finnish sakkijarven polkka
Sorry i forgot i was supposed to rhyme everything with seven
Man i partied and drank a lot and i’m crashing call me 9/11

{bridge: bacon}

Spicy nacho, spicy nacho, spicy nacho, goated
They say this track is fire
That’s probably cause i wrote it
Spicy nacho doritos
Are hella fucking goated

{part ii}

{verse 4: bacon}

She said want some pot i said no i’m high on life
Truth is i’m not these doritos is my vice
Hope i don’t get shot cause i gotta finish this line
Then i gotta make the discovery of nsg and then i can die
Phone is ringing, wyatt and ash are singing
About my mom shaking it
Don’t really care for that shit
Had one too many doritos now i’m running out of time
Had one too my doritos now i’m running for my life
Regenerating premeditating never hating
Bank ratings since my birthday never shaking
Inflating ice skating tailgates masturbating
Dating baiting making waiting skating
These lyrics make as much sense as the word defenestrating
Basal metabolic rating potassium carbonating
Well now i’m hating but still never shaking
Oh wait i’m shaking please save me
Save me, save me

{outro: sample}

Doritos, fritos, cheetos
I dip my nuts in yo girl’s mouth like tostitos