[ Featuring Big Lettuce, Yung Alfredo ]
Bucatini, yup yup yup
Let's go, let it run, let it rock
I was thinking, bucatini
I was thinking
I was thinking about bucatini
But it was a all dream
I was thinking about bucatini
But it was a all dream
Yeah, bucatini, Linguine or the fettuccine
I'm saying, I can't decide, what's on my mind
That I can't have it all
You tried to show up, but you need a reservation huh
Not that Olive Garden, this is what you want
Sauce on the side, a little wine, I can provide
Let me take you out to lunch or even brunch
Just as long as they got , Bucatini
Just as long as they got, Bucatini
I'm on two chili dogs, extra onions in the bullpen
Like my uncle, who pitched for the Yanks
I ever tell you 'bout that, that was back in the sixties
And now? I'm blowing down a half of a fifty
Need the Purell, I'm rolling up my pack and it's sticky
Shorty going for the blitz, let her tackle me quickly
Shorty wet as water, think I'm battling Misty
I know the deal, nah that ain't no mystery
Nah it ain't no f***ing Agatha Christy
I'm going hard, 'til the fam living lavish and richly
Even working 'til the bone 'til I'm tragic and sickly
That's fine, cuz they so sad it's a pity
Shorty let me do the dog I was patting the kitty
Grabbed a beer, then I put the cap on the fizzy
Thanking god herself I never did an album for Diddy
Thank God herself
The sweater porn star, yeah Brazzers will flick me
And when I leave, I know all you bastards will miss me
Met her on the apps, she was matching up with me
Show her I like her, cover up her back with some hickeys
Lucy wopbabalu, she be waahhhing for Ricky
Seduce me, I'm in Stüssy, dammit I'm tricky
Rolling weed on my phone in the back of the Whitney
Then we get some bucatini, yeah
Lunch special, dinner special
No bread basket, skip that sh**, I'm on low carbs right now
I'm sure the bread's great, I'm sure it's great
But i ain't gonna swab that sh** up
Gonna be no sauce left in my bowl, that bucatini absorb that sauce
Like you motherf***ers soaking up our sauce
And think we ain't see it
F***ing meatballs, brought your girl to Olive Garden
She said, Thank god someone brought me to a nice place for once
She paid
I got Fredo a dish to go, I tipped on it, I'm not a savage
Pesto on the side scumbags
Goodnight
