Ring-atoni from Rhythm Hell by Pizza Pasta
Tracklist
5. | Ring-atoni | 1:51 |
Lyrics
I Just popped a zanny
Feelin zany, it's uncanny
I'm just mainly feelin manly
Your girl drained me with a handy
Now she suckin on my candy,
She don't mind that I get handsy
Which is all fine and dandy
Since she thinks my name is randy
I got codenames for my codenames
That's just why I'm Pizza Pasta
I be rollin in the dough
Rollin' weed like im Rasta
I'm not acting tough
A little mean ; not mufasa
Your girl left my place,
She just dipped like some salsa
Now I gotta wipe my face,
Covered in her honey mustard
Double dippin she comes back,
you make her feel insulted
--adlib something--
I got clout, I got hustle
Solvin problems like a puzzle
I dont flex, I got muscle
So no talkin 'bout a tussle
Or agression acting subtle
No more time for rebuttle
So you gettin' in this huddle
or you leavin' in a puddle
We can call the hospital
If you wanna act like an obstacle
I teach shapes, lesson one square up
The hospital takes cash and credit
So please, just take this life advice
Don't ask me to repeat it twice
Don't want your thoughts, fuck that head lice
I'll cook your ass, fried like its rice
I'm not mean, I'm hella nice
You fucked with me, you pay the price
Hack and slash, not just a slice
Life line flat like soda,
but you're missing all the ice
(gotta do shoutouts)
Shouts out to my friends on snapchat
When I post they all just clap back
"Man you're funny, you're like crack"
Y'all keep me safe from mad attacks
Shout out Alex, Sad Boy INC
You always know what makes me think
Lets pop champagne make glasses clink
I feel secure, our chains just link
Men of culture, Wiley's crew
David Mona's on here too
All my friends who still stay true
Everybody else, fuck you