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-woop
Right, right, right

I ain't in no gang, but I got shooters and I bang-bang
At the snap of my fingers, I'm Thanos, da-na, da-na
And I'm still on your head, cornrows, da-na, da-na
They call me the captain, the catwalk assassin
Would name on that's snappin', then here come the yappin'
All of the snitchin', and all of this bitchin'
Just a fishin' expedition, dumb ambition 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, too soft, too soft
They salty, they shootin', like Curry
One hand on my holster, then pass it to Hova
Thought they was sweet when they was walkin'
In the backdoor of the kitchen past the dirty dishes
Now we on a mission, tracker turned me to the opposition
I'm appalled 'bout the proposition
Y'all been played by the plagiaristic, ain't get 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
You set it up in flames when your game offensive
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)

Ay, howl to the moon (Howl to the moon)
Howl to the moon, I lost women, they gon' shoot
Keep the code, break the rules (Break the rules)
Are you gonna ride for me if you remember that we lose
Some one 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 ranch, they on my shooters
No matter what the charges is, we ain't gon' tell the truth