macaroni
boogie wit da hoodie, a
nigga don't tell me what you want
think you calling shots? i make a call
knew that was your girl but she a hoe and her pussy soak
sound like macaroni in a bowl when she mix it up
knew i was gon' put it in song
think about when you leave her home
probably got location on your phone
a lot of niggas hatin' on the boy
is it cause i'm really putting on where my city at
highbridge nigga from the bronx where it be gritty at
i be smoking on gorilla glue and smoking gg pack
they don't wanna free my nigga nun but i know he be back
bitches that i hit up in the dm never hit me back
now they probably all up in my dm i don't get to check
i could turn your girl into a demon
fuck around and threw out all my singles when i heard it clap
sound like macaroni in a bowl how she getting wet
when i met her said she was a fuckin' bartender yeah
then i saw her dancing on a pole
my nigga don't tell me what to do
mel went to school for shooting hoops and then he learned to shoot
had to lock myself inside the booth
that's how i kept my cool
saw my nigga quado on the news
that's why i kept my tool
don't you try to tell me nothing nigga you don't know me
fill me up i need another rose
got to hit a couple hittas up when i'm by my lonely
i think they already know wassup
i don't fuck with phonies
lately i been running out of time
lately i been on the west-side
don't need no other homies
diamonds on my pinky finger blinding
i look at her and tell her call me
bitches that i hit up in the dm never hit me back
now they probably all up in my dm i don't get to check
i could turn your girl into a demon
fuck around and threw out all my singles when i heard it clap
sound like macaroni in a bowl how she getting wet
when i met her said she was a fuckin' bartender yeah
then i saw her dancing on a pole
they way she mix it in a bowl