SPAGHETTII
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
Right
Right, ah, oh
I ain't in no gang, but I got shooters and I bang, bang
At the snap of my fingers, I'm Thanos, damn it, damn it
And I'm still on your head, cornrows, damn it, damn it
They call me the captain, the catwalk assassin
When they know it's slappin', then here come the yappin'
All of the snitchin', and all of this bitchin'
Just a fishin' expedition, dumb admission
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, ugh
Too soft, too soft, ugh
They salty, they shootin', like Curry
One hand on my holster, then pass it to Hova
Thought it was sweet when they was walkin'
In the backdoor of the kitchen past the dirty dishes
Now we on a mission, tried to turn me to the opposition
I'm appalled 'bout the proposition
Y'all been played by the plagiaristic
Ain't gon' give 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
(They still love your flame, ain't no game or I'll pierce your heart)
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
Ayy, howl to the moon (howl to the moon)
Howl to the moon
Outlaws with me, they gon' shoot
Keep the code, break the rules (break the rules)
We gon' ride for every member that we lose
Someone 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 west, they on my shoes
No matter what the charges is, we ain't gon' tell the truth
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
Right
Right, ah, oh
I ain't in no gang, but I got shooters and I bang, bang
At the snap of my fingers, I'm Thanos, damn it, damn it
And I'm still on your head, cornrows, damn it, damn it
They call me the captain, the catwalk assassin
When they know it's slappin', then here come the yappin'
All of the snitchin', and all of this bitchin'
Just a fishin' expedition, dumb admission
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, ugh
Too soft, too soft, ugh
They salty, they shootin', like Curry
One hand on my holster, then pass it to Hova
Thought it was sweet when they was walkin'
In the backdoor of the kitchen past the dirty dishes
Now we on a mission, tried to turn me to the opposition
I'm appalled 'bout the proposition
Y'all been played by the plagiaristic
Ain't gon' give 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
(They still love your flame, ain't no game or I'll pierce your heart)
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
Ayy, howl to the moon (howl to the moon)
Howl to the moon
Outlaws with me, they gon' shoot
Keep the code, break the rules (break the rules)
We gon' ride for every member that we lose
Someone 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 west, they on my shoes
No matter what the charges is, we ain't gon' tell the truth
Credits
Writer(s): Kasseem Dean, Shawn C. Carter, Beyonce Gisselle Knowles, Khirye Anthony Tyler, Chibueze Collins, Jack Siegel, Terius Adamu Ya Gesteelde-diamant, Dede Mandrake
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