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"

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

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