
pasta - stevony lyrics
[intro: stevony]
ay, aw zamn
aw d*mn, aw d*mn, aw d*mn
aw d*mn, aw d*mn, yeah
[hook: stevony]
put away my feelings and i lock ’em in a lockbox
i done took yo hoe and now she gonna give me top, top
i got dreads up on my head, but, n*gga, i’m not rasta
shawty finna eat me up just like a bowl of pasta
pasta, pasta, pasta, pasta, pasta, pasta, pasta
[verse 1: stevony]
ay, ay, cookin’ it up, bad lil hoe, she thick as f*ck
told the lil shawty to hop in my truck
and i’m takin’ yo b*tch, n*gga, don’t give a f*ck
d*mn, she cut me up like some scissors
and she don’t f*ck with these n*ggas
she got a body like sza
i’m ’bout to rizz her like rza
ay, b*tch, i’m goin’ all the way
slam dunkin’ on these f*ck n*ggas, penny hardaway
you*you*you call me the [?], i took the harder way
i don’t f*ck with hoes, they gon’ take my heart away
my necklace on winter jam, i can’t get you out that jam
ay, hoe, i don’t give a d*mn
told this b*tch, i’m goin’ ham
b*tch, i’m goin’ stupid, n*gga
[?] gotta hold them hands
[?], gotta hold these bands
she makin’ it clap while she stand on her hands
n*ggas like “stevony, this whole [?], you ain’t drop yet”
told her that i’m coolin’, i ain’t trippin’, ain’t no contest
quick to judge a n*gga, but you out here making content
lookin’ for a n*gga to come save her, i’m not clark kent
[verse 2: yung zay]
this ain’t*this ain’t*this ain’t no among us, but i heard you an impostor
hit it from the back so much, i think i change her posture
hit her from the back so much, i got her singin’ opera
n*ggas on my d*ck so much i think they changin’ genres
if you want a feature from yung zay, it’s gonna cost you
smokin’ on some reefer, now they thinkin’ i’m a rasta
i done had so many hoes, i think i changed my roster
they tryna steal my energy, i think i need a monster
i can be the villain, i don’t like being the hero
how much money in your bank account? n*gga, zero
my heart been broke so many times, my sh*t is on sub zero
whippin’ up the pasta, whippin’ up the lobster
if you talkin’ down on gang, we gotta up the choppa
i just did a double [?], i’m turnin’ into choppa
money spread, money spread, yeah i’m countin’ dollars
yeah, i’m counting pesos, dinero, the queso
[hook: stevony]
put away my feelings and i lock ’em in a lockbox
i done took yo hoe and now she gonna give me top, top
i got dreads up on my head, but, n*gga, i’m not rasta
shawty finna eat me up just like a bowl of pasta
pasta, pasta, pasta, pasta, pasta, pasta, pasta
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