PSA (feat. Lvce Endz, Yung Jac & Weird Beard)

Next we want to talk about something
A little bit more serious
We've seen it in our homes
It's invaded our friendships
It's caused wars online
Jimmy Kimmel has offered his opinion
Celebrity chef Gordon Ramsay has weighed in
And that's the epidemic
That has swept through our society
The problem is pineapple on pizza
It has to stop
I don't get it
Friends don't get it
The people doing this
Need to be stopped

Yeah yeah

Ayo
Prada not done with this shit
My verse like the crack of the whip
Crack up an egg for the drip
Calling you out you a shrimp
Calling you out for the bad taste you a bitch
Roll up the dough it's a brick
Cut up a slice hit the switch
Murder the fruit it's a hit
Tag it and bag it and
Flip it a spin it yo
Look at my wrist
Roni all up in my whip
Roni all up in the flip
Roni be up in my crew
Telling you all get a grip
Get it away it
Get it away from my lips
This shit is overdue
Bad taste I been telling you
Your taste buds like a loony toon
Look at my roni yo what it do
Look at my roni ya what it do
Beat up the fruit imma Kill it too
Bundy and Dahmer be proud of me
Cuz I put an end to the bad taste
Put an end to the bad taste
Pineapple is worst case
Pineapple it making me
Lose space in my verse but
Rolling It out yeah In a hearse
Dropping it off at the church
Put it in the ground first
Calling me Lil Pep
Killed The Goon
Obituary for this fruit
Plain and simple how it lose
Yeah
It was a fool on the pizza Pie
Who's telling you do it a pizza lie
Potatoes are better a pizza fry
You do it again imma pizza cry
I'm the whole package I'm a bag chips
I be kinda salty cuz you're messing with perfection
I want none of it
Just tell me why you do it man it's not okay
You need roni in your life I suggest you pray
Al Dente knows what's up we don't play
We all know what's up we don't play
You be talking bad taste
But hold up
Pepperoni is in first place
I always wondered why i never wanted anything to do with your food
You never made sense
Pepperoni isn't a fruit and so
Listen up fruit doesn't go on a pie
There's only one case that makes sense and here's why
Tomato sauce is okay
Cuz it's made from what's actually fruit
Now it's outta the way
You get the point though
Out the window
Your standards so damn low do the limbo
You think it sounds nice it looks great
But no substance man
Call it a bimbo
I'm making bank rolls
With no bank though
It's all fake man
It's pineapple
Aye no thanks though
Who to blame though
I use goat cheese
Gotta scape goat
I gotta nice ass whip it's all ready to go
I go from NYC to New Mexico
I take your new girl
All she wanna do is blow
But I don't do drugs
All I do is roll the dough
It take thirty minutes of your time I say less
Sierra Mist you wanna pay less
Yeah I got beef
Yo I got steak
Yeah I lose sleep man
I feel great

They're coming for you
Look there comes one of them now

Yeah
Who up who up
Trying to get a delivery
Vodka with the Sprite
And we mixing the Hennessy
Gotta stick to the recipe
When we working with chemistry
Gotta stick to the pepperoni
And hop in the legacy
Dough in the bag and the sauce in my pocket
I spend some racks on some pizza for profit
Order online that's way better than calling
Plus coupons and deals are abundant you got it
I need a pizza in two days
Amazon Prime that shit today
Pizza grease all in my suit case
Worth it it smell like a new day
Hit pizza juice using two vapes
I eat her ass on a Tuesday
I think she like how my JUUL taste
Pizza so fresh call it sushi

I might catch a body
Over some shit on a pizza
(Yeah)
Just cuz it ain't pepperoni
(Yeah)
You put an apple on pizza?
(What?)
My flow is illest
Put Pep back in business
That extra-most-bestest
Lil C's were the realest
They ask what that mean
I'm feeling supreme
Keep holding that green
I think imma kill it
Woah
Pepperoni
Mozel tov
That's a trophy
You want spinach
You a phony
Extra meaty
End of story
Driving through the kitchen
Guy Ferrari
Pull up with the sauce
Call me Bobby
Deep dish shit
On your deep dish bitch
When you peep this shit
You get disembodied

Team boot the fruit
Stand tall like you're Groot
Im about to pop off like a parachute
I'm taking these slices two by two
I fiend for the 'za
Call me Scooby-Doo
I'm slicin' and dicin'
Spittin and spicin'
Cleaning up that pep like Dison
The face of a coward is the back of his head
Or if he'd rather have pineapple on pizza instead

Yo, yo fuck pineapple on pizza



Credits
Writer(s): Dallin Kroon
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