Breadsticks (feat. The Al Dente Boys)

Three hours too late

Yeah
Yeah
Yo mic check
I smell flesh
I smell fresh ya what did you expect
Roni on my neck so shiny it reflect
But lately I feel my roni gettin' no respect
How you gonna save when you can't count
Yeah I'm only cutting corners where it counts
Check my bank account
You know I'm talking large amounts
Al Dente rolling in this dough
They got the spicey flows
They filling up the money rolls
That money making breadsticks
Use them to beat you senseless
You know that Bruce Willis realized that common is the sixth sense
But you ain't got it
I mean hey tell me why you going shopping
You must need something
You need your Instagram poppin' off that bling
My tele' keep going ring yeah
I tell you what
That pizza gon' make you sing
Pineapple it ain't a thing
I got my Instagram poppin' off the Roni
Didn't need to go shopping
Pepperoni is my testimony

Gucci Stromboli stepping up to the pulpit
Folding over your bitch
While you was too busy strokin'
(Strokin')
She says she likes me
Cuz I'm crusty
Servin' up cheese and meat
You looking dusty
We over here bringing food in the bedroom
She callin' out my name like ya know she forgot you
(She forgot you)
Don't come at me looking for combat
Only Al-Dente make her
(Hey yeah yeah yeah)
What you got just ain't appeasing
Nobody out here looking for some teasing
(No teasin')
They want grease
They want me
They want Al Dente all up in these sheets
You sitting there losing motor function
I be chillin' in the oven
You know my shit is induction
That's Al Dente
All Day
You can't handle it
Go find some sanctuary

Sippin lemon-lime
So devine so fresh
The kid ain't even in his prime
How you figure
You're a pair of mine
Pepperoni paradigm
Marinara frame of mind
Hit the marijuana and recline
Box still open in my lap
Cuz what's a smoke without a snack
But one more bite I won't come back
Try to inspire when I rap
But all I want is a slice and a fucking dime bag
Smack the next dude who offers me cake
Another birthday ruined
I'm a pie guy for goodness sake
Getting sky high
While the pizzas getting baked
Now get the breadsticks out your ass
Come fix yourself a dinner plate

Yeah
(Getting sky high)

Causal punk
The online faculty bump
Got me in stitches
When you passed me the blunt
I'm actually done
The criminal slice
I'll slice you up if you don't pass me another one
The A-L Dente here to show you
Ummmmm
I use one hand like I'm sober
Fold it in half like I'll fold you
If you talk back
Contact fist to throat
And don't forget to throw the apple in the trash
And fall back if you don't wanna catch you a slap
Bitch

It's 08
I'm on my Razr like Chikorita
Back of the bus with Prada
With the pepperoni pizza
After school tryna holla at the mamacitas
Actin cool
So they kinda always flock to see us
Me and the bros
We just tried to grow up fast
Got stuck with the braces
So I had the glow-up last
Time went by
And a couple of years past
We still all fly
I'm just tryna get years back
I reminisce
Cuz I been amiss
Got a job with benefits
But what's the benefit when I been having fits
'Bout why i gotta work 40 years for someone else hunh
Life should be more than just dying chasing wealth hunh
Now it's time I make a move and get boss'd up
Trip to port of Miami
Maybe even hit Ross up
Computer in my head thinking that you get crossed up
When you hearing all these gems
Aff the top you get awestruck
Keep talking reckless
You gone end up jaw-struck
Al Dente all day
And the track got all us
Labels heads listening
And you thinking bout callin' up
Just don't pick up that phone
'Less you really gon' talk bucks
Gone