Macaroni A Boogie wit da Hoodie

[Verse 1]
Nigga don't tell me what you want
Think you calling shots? I make a call, nigga get you gone
Knew that was your girl but she a ho and her pussy soak
Sound like macaroni in a bowl when she mix it up
Knew I was gon' put it in the song
We ain't get to fuck
Think about when you leave her home
Where she really at?
Probably got location on your phone, she know where you at
A lot of niggas hatin' on the boy
Why you really mad?
Is it 'cause I'm really putting on where my city at
Highbridge, nigga from the Bronx where it be gritty at
I be smoking on gorilla glue and smoking GG pack
They don't wanna free my nigga Nun but I know he be back

[Chorus]
Bitches that I hit up in the DM never hit me back
Now they probably all up in my DM, I don't get to check
I could turn your girl into a demon, boy, don't get me mad
Fuck around and threw out all my singles when I heard it clap
Sound like macaroni in a bowl how she getting wet
When I met her said she was a fuckin' bartender, yeah
Then I saw her dancing on a pole, she a stripper, yeah
Macaroni in a bowl, she be mixing, yeah