SPAGHETTII

作曲 : Pending

Genres are a funny little concept, aren't they?

Yes they are

That Beyoncé Virgo shit

In theory, they have a simple definition that's easy to understand

But in practice, well, some may feel confined

I swear for God is 'bout to hit it

Jeeze, oh, ah

Woop-woop

Right, right, right

I ain't in no gang, but I got shooters and I bang-bang

At the snap of my fingers, I'm Thanos, da-na, da-na

And I'm still on your head, cornrows, da-na, da-na

They call me the captain, the catwalk assassin

Would name on that's snappin', then here come the yappin'

All of the snitchin', and all of this b***hin'

Just a fishin' expedition, dumb ambition in the kitchen

Cookin' up them chickens, extra leg, but I ain't even tryna kick it

Cunty, country, petty, petty, petty

All the same to me, Plain Jane, spaghetti

No sauce, no sauce, too soft, too soft

They salty, they shootin', like Curry

One hand on my holster, then pass it to Hova

Thought they was sweet when they was walkin'

In the backdoor of the kitchen past the dirty dishes

Now we on a mission, tracker turned me to the opposition

I'm appalled 'bout the proposition

Y'all been played by the plagiaristic, ain't get no clout addiction, my attention

I ain't no regular singer, now come get everythin' you came for

I ain't in no gang, but I got shooters and I bang-bang

You set it up in flames when your game offensive

I ain't in no gang, but I got shooters and I bang-bang

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang

(Come get everythin' you came for)

Ay, howl to the moon (Howl to the moon)

Howl to the moon, I lost women, they gon' shoot

Keep the code, break the rules (Break the rules)

Are you gonna ride for me if you remember that we lose

Some one here brought fire, ain't no tellin' who

Play it cool

Know the lawman watchin' me every time I move

Bounty on my head, can't go ranch, they on my shooters

No matter what the charges is, we ain't gon' tell the truth