DCA (feat. The Al Dente Boys)
Pepperoni Prada
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Don't crust anybody Thought I heard a sniffle Everybody sick these days That's a ripple Clammy hands Cut 'em off you a cripple Got a cold so sick I go hard like a nipple That's a witch tit Show me the sign like a sigil I be making money move You hoping it trickle Don't crust a weatherman He say it gonna drizzle Left without an umbrella For shizzle Milkman said You can drink it everyday Goes bad on the 10th Throw it out on the 8 Don't trust milk It going bad overnight You drinking milk with your pizza I be sippin on the Sprite It's alright You can only trust the meat That's the butcher (That's the butcher's meat) With the ATM Watch out for a looker People in the Van Giving you a treat They offer you a seat Ferragamo on the beat like Baryshnikov of this blickin off On the fake rappers Always got they footings off I'm a ghast on the beat I'm the last one to sleep When I talk when I speak You gon' bask in your seat look Now what I gotta do to get recognized The pen game smooth And the pendant is lemonized Each bar is calculated When it's measured and weaponized I got one agenda and it's trying to terrorize Fear in they hearts So they acting so paralyze Snapping necks for a check Well I guess that's a pair a lies Got the fettuccine And it came with a pair of sides Looking so decadent With the shrimp and the mortadellas Squad rolls deep In Ferragamo or Versace Down with the day 1s I know the boys got me Better come correct Last time you was sloppy Cuz If Prada say the word It's gon' be another body get em I don't taste the pie Till I know it's right Al Dente Boys know Ya never eat the first slice Ya take the wrong bite And ya end your life Cuz lesser minds aren't above Tamperin' with Sprite well It's gonna be a cold day in hell Before you catch me trippin cyanide Sippin better Slip it to me well Like Epstein in his jail cell Can never tell Who's living just to see ya fail Call Gucci up Discussing on a couple pies Thought I heard a click Something fucked up with the line No sense in taking risks Dunk that shit in lemon-lime Stromboli did the same Al Dente don't play games More paranoid than Tony was off the cocaine I'm in the back analyzing through dark shades Ya waste your time always trying to spark flames Yeah Gucci Change the game My ass is grass And I'm the fuckin' mower You can catch me in the closet I'm a grower not a shower I'm a tiddy nipple puller Catch me drivin' down to Georgia Sayin peace to ya bitch Like I didn't even know her Don't crust a ma'f With a teeny tiny pecker Might f*ck around Become a tiddy inspector Lookin for a lil bit a nectar Undercover in the cut But still an exterior neglecter (Un unh) No trust for the crust Unless they thrustin' dust Make an extra buck If they fuckin' up We do reconnaissance with confidence The dominance is bottomless They wanna play ominous Ain't ready for the consequence Shouts out Yung Rav Shouts out Dobby The Elf Real espionage type shit I feel like a Cold killer I'm a monster Home in the winter Red hair like I'm foster Spaceship zoom When I step onto the roster Make that shit boom Like I'm metro check the posture It's that New season Out of state for a minute No trees in the winter All brakes no snakes Might have to buy a beamer College kid fake Bitch check your demeanor Switch it up like Ben 10 Came here just to win again Been a minute felony Stick with em like a clique And check the weaponry Icy like I'm Gucci on a mezzanine Lookin' for a calorie Don't test me on my salary Offshore account I don't enter in the club Unless it's bouncing I got paychecks from the future generation Its astounding beat was open So you know that I came pouncing Make a million the goal Don't crust anybody 'less they got a mouthful
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Written by: Christopher Duggan, Dallin Kroon, McHale Page, River Merrill, Tyler York
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