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red spaghetti - shaycruces lyrics

(h*h*huh, okay, yeah)

h*h*huh
cheese, huh fetti
tell ’em get the rolls royce ready (w*woo)
stackin’ up the o’s, no spaghet*ghet (wha*what)
hundred*thousand layin’ on my nec*neck
i*i*ice on the bottom, it’s scr*ping the pot
like a brand new whip, tryna take her off the lot
i’ve been moving the target, i miss it a lot
said “i’m good with all that, i’m good with what i’ve got”

h*h*huh
cheese, huh fetti (ye*yeah)
h*h*h*huh
cheese, huh fetti (ye*yeah)
h*h*h*huh
cheese, huh fetti (ye*yeah)
h*h*h*h*huh
stackin’ up cheese, ye*yeah fetti (swag)

yea, woo
cheese, huh fetti (ye*ye*swag)
stuck inside my mind, can’t forget it
stack the loose leaf, (ye*ye*swag, ye*ye*woah)
stack the loose leaf, (ye*ye*swag, ye*ye*)
okay (o*o*swag)
okay (o*o*swag)
okay (o*o*swag)
okay (o*o*swag)
okay (o*o*swag)
okay (o*o*swag)
okay (o*o*swag)
okay (o*o*swag)
sorry if i’m rambling (swag)
take a sec’ and spread my wings (swag)
imma take it all, okay (swag)
imma take it all, okay (swag)
show you how to ball, okay (swag)
show you how to ball, okay (swag)
say i’m the worst?
okay, good luck tryna beat that curse, okay
h*h*huh
cheese, huh fetti
tell ’em get the rolls royce ready (w*woo)
stackin’ up the o’s, no spaghet*ghet (wha*what)
hundred*thousand layin’ on my nec*neck
i*i*ice on the bottom, it’s scr*ping the pot
like a brand new whip, tryna take her off the lot
i’ve been moving the target, i miss it a lot
said “i’m good with all that, i’m good with what i’ve got”

h*h*huh
cheese, huh fetti (ye*yeah)
h*h*h*huh
cheese, huh fetti (ye*yeah)
h*h*h*huh
cheese, huh fetti (ye*yeah)
h*h*h*h*huh
stackin’ up cheese, ye*yeah fetti (swag)

(earkandi, shay, 2026)

i ain’t have swag, now i turn up the city
i’m praying to god that she never forgive me
’cause i ain’t gon’ lie, i ain’t never been serious
swim in h2o, no delirious
sometimes i let myself go, ’cause i’m curious
“stick to the music”? gotta ask if you hearin’ it
i ain’t even have no more sp*ce to be carryin’ it
you say i’m hideous, only on video
something like insidious, yeah in the studio
goin’ insane like i’m a “newly broke”
check what i’ve been sayin’, now you feel stupid no?
i bet they mad cause they stupid broke
been in the front, yeah ’cause i never choke
stay with a bouncer, but i’ll never check with those
bank accounts? i’m never checking those
pockets they green? something like oregano
brand new chop’, swing like a wrecking ball
these boys they lame and i never could chill with those
yeah, turn me up, gotta make sure you hear me though
hear what i’m saying, you can’t catch it on video
i tell ’em slide, come here
i got my stick by my side, it’s my heater
toppin’ them charts, yeah we topping the meters
chain too cold, it’s icy like a snowflake
these boys they broke, they ain’t stackin’ up no cake
i can’t even hear ’cause i’ve been up in flow state
these boys they booty, they makin’ that prostate
stuck in the back and they not getting close, aye
tell her slide, to my casa
we hit the back of the casa
gotta be careful of them boys, yeah the cops out
i can’t even see through the smoke, like a hot box
playin’ with sticks like we boston, the red sox
she say i’m messy, i’m beatin’ the mess out
well that checks out, i’m the best out
yeah i walk in that room with my chest out
in my city they know i’m the next out
i’d be mad if i missed out
walk out the crib, they take pics now

- shaycruces lyrics

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