Tsu Surf - Penne Alla Vodka lyrics
[Tsu Surf - Penne Alla Vodka lyrics]
I was at the red carpet, where was you?
They rap about lies like they
Don't care for truth
I could rap about my bodies
But I spare the youth
Just copped some new big shit that
I don't care to shoot
Fuck around and hear that
Gun sound in relapse
I hit the gun connect like "Yo
I need three MACs"
Then hit my homies, "Any beef? Well
Where they be at?"
But… like, who'd really wanna see that?
Cause we could talk about it
Might talk about this chain and this watch
It's expensive
But don't really explain what I got
Or what I did for this shit here
Cost way less bands than it did
For me to get here
Losses wound more than wins heal
Ain't shit fair
Told that bitch "I don't care" and
Don't care if that bitch care
Stress'll have me somewhere thinking like
"how I get here?"
Blunt blowing while I sit here
Thinking "damn, how I get here?!"
Still believe in choppers
Still would do a nigga proper
I'm just thinking out loud
I'll take a penne alla vodka
In the Hennessy hopefully it's a remedy
Just praying they'll remember me
I'm just praying they'll remember me
And hopefully, they'll remember me
The juice chase the liquor
The liqour chase the problems
I put her in then fuck
Her out her red bottoms
You one of them if you repeat
What they said 'bout him
Ain't nothing funny when that doctor
Picking lead out him
I'm just trying to chill and
Stay out your lane
Threesomes, both bitches can't
Pronounce my name
(Hola) Foreign (Cómo estás?)
Don't wanna go back to choppin'
But I chop shit
A hypocrite, I'll lift a strip
Holding both chopsticks
They want me out lifting the 8
When I got bigger problems
Like chicken or steak
If I gotta resort back
Think I'll get him a wake
Doctor pumping at his chest trying
To get him awake
Man… I heard that hearse ride be a cold trip
Been feeling like God ain't forgave
Me for some old shit oh shit
When Karma come around she a cold bitch
And we was fucking once
Ain't nothing worse than a old bitch
Still believe in choppers
Still would do a nigga proper
I'm just thinking out loud
I'll take a penne alla vodka
In the Hennessy hopefully it's a remedy
Just praying they'll remember me
I'm just praying they'll remember me
And hopefully, they'll remember me
They rap about lies like they
Don't care for truth
I could rap about my bodies
But I spare the youth
Just copped some new big shit that
I don't care to shoot
Fuck around and hear that
Gun sound in relapse
I hit the gun connect like "Yo
I need three MACs"
Then hit my homies, "Any beef? Well
Where they be at?"
But… like, who'd really wanna see that?
Cause we could talk about it
Might talk about this chain and this watch
It's expensive
But don't really explain what I got
Or what I did for this shit here
Cost way less bands than it did
For me to get here
Losses wound more than wins heal
Ain't shit fair
Told that bitch "I don't care" and
Don't care if that bitch care
Stress'll have me somewhere thinking like
"how I get here?"
Blunt blowing while I sit here
Thinking "damn, how I get here?!"
Still believe in choppers
Still would do a nigga proper
I'm just thinking out loud
I'll take a penne alla vodka
In the Hennessy hopefully it's a remedy
Just praying they'll remember me
I'm just praying they'll remember me
And hopefully, they'll remember me
The juice chase the liquor
The liqour chase the problems
I put her in then fuck
Her out her red bottoms
You one of them if you repeat
What they said 'bout him
Ain't nothing funny when that doctor
Picking lead out him
I'm just trying to chill and
Stay out your lane
Threesomes, both bitches can't
Pronounce my name
(Hola) Foreign (Cómo estás?)
Don't wanna go back to choppin'
But I chop shit
A hypocrite, I'll lift a strip
Holding both chopsticks
They want me out lifting the 8
When I got bigger problems
Like chicken or steak
If I gotta resort back
Think I'll get him a wake
Doctor pumping at his chest trying
To get him awake
Man… I heard that hearse ride be a cold trip
Been feeling like God ain't forgave
Me for some old shit oh shit
When Karma come around she a cold bitch
And we was fucking once
Ain't nothing worse than a old bitch
Still believe in choppers
Still would do a nigga proper
I'm just thinking out loud
I'll take a penne alla vodka
In the Hennessy hopefully it's a remedy
Just praying they'll remember me
I'm just praying they'll remember me
And hopefully, they'll remember me