Pizza

Lyrics
[Intro] (Dawn) [Chorus] I don't give no fuck, 'bouta order a damn pizza Bro sippin' Wock', like he got a goddamn fever Why the fuck this bitch keep trippin', guess I gotta leave her Niggas washed up, worn out, look like some t-shirts [Verse] These niggas just finna make me mad (Mad) With that ratchet, boy let it hit your ass (Hit your ass, ass) Look at these lil' niggas in the bleachers Talkin' behind ya back, they ain't by me, couldn't keep up My niggas servin' bags bags, I could be a beaver I want something fast fast, fit up with the zebras (Skrt) I almost went vegan (Yuh) I just want the green yeah, I just want the cheese bitch I fuck with a freak bitch She gon' fuck me good, hit the dope like go to sleep bitch He say, "Can I get somethin' free?" I do not speak that language I just need my space bitch They see that I'm goin' up, bet they fuckin' hate it She say you my favorite You finna get slayed, bitch Meet me back stage if you 'bout to show your face, bitch Niggas under pressure, boy, tripping on they laces This white ho won't sell me no Percs, I think she racist Guess I got to face it Sippin' paint, that shit just make me lazy (Let's go) Congrats on my nigga, he just had his baby (Let's go) I need me somethin' fast for the racin' (Let's go) Bad from the basement, go, yeah [Chorus] I don't give no fuck, 'bouta order a damn pizza Bro sippin' Wock', like he got a goddamn fever Why the fuck this bitch keep trippin', guess I gotta leave her Niggas washed up, worn out, look like some t-shirts I don't give no fuck, 'bouta order a damn pizza Bro sippin' Wock', like he got a goddamn fever Why the fuck this bitch keep trippin', guess I gotta leave her Niggas washed up, worn out, look like some t-shirts
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Credits
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- Izaya Tiji