IDK – Pizza Shop Extended (feat. Yung Gleesh, Doom & Del The Funky Homosapien)

They tryna go the right way, but the left said, ayy
She called the pizza shop, said she needed a delivery
Run nigga, nigga, run, nigga, nigga, run
Run nigga, nigga, run, nigga, nigga, run
Car creepin’ up, creepin’ up, creep, creep
[Verse 3: Del the Funky Homosapien]
Car creepin’ up, creepin’ up, creep, creepin’ up
I recognized her from the pizza shop

I put a gun to her neck, she put her hand on the safe
I got back from answerin’ job calls
This that drive-by
And you will not feel a round, shhh
I seen a fool hop out the window, just boxers on
Car creepin’ up, creepin’ up, creep, creepin’ up
My ho stay mad at me (what,) she just a liability (fuck it)
Police car creepin’ up, creepin’ up, creep, creepin’ up

Roll the windows down

Lookin’ at me wrong, make you wish you never looked, boy
Stick you for the cash like my nickname Baby (brrr)
You gon’ ride, ride, ride, ride, ride for the gang
Blunt guts on the floor, I’m a Backwood boy
[Intro: Jay IDK]

And if you make a sound, I might have to drown it with these rounds
I hear a car creepin’ up and then I tell her to wait
But that’s the way you get respect when you tryna be ’bout it
I used to wanna hang with Diemon and them (Diemon and them)
Roll the windows up
Pizza spot, pizza shop, gimme that shit, ayy
With the clip, make you bye-bye
Run nigga, nigga, run, nigga, nigga, run
Part I
Knowin’ I’m no killer, but fuck it, I’m tryna be that nigga
See the opps, it’s a problem
Jackin’ jackers like they tryna win the sweepstakes
I’m a gang gang nigga ’til the jump outs come
Wanna be the man, but don’t see the plan
These days peeps do anything to make a buck (I know)
Run that shit
Dudes known to do more hustlin’ than stealin’
So my actin’ skills kick in, I’m Michael Jackson off of Thriller, hehehe
Everybody look at Jay
Gimme that shit, ayy, gimme that shit, ayy
Gang, gang nigga ’til the jump outs come
So now we speedin’ to the pizza place
Here’s a little story ’bout them boys that’s hittin’ licks, ayy
That’s when I seen a red light blinkin’ in peripheral
Little did they know, I’ma hit the front page in three days (damn)
Hello out the whip
Each day I be fightin’ for my sanity (yeah)
Load the clip, rob, repeat
They arrived, but she broke, are you kiddin’ me?
I took the cam’s position and reversed it like reciprocal, hah
But that Trapaholics tag turned me to a hood boy
[Verse 1: Jay IDK]
I used to wanna hang with Nelson and them (Nelson and them)
[Interlude]
[Verse 2: Jay IDK]
Next question is: where the tape at?
Shit I was goin’ down that road, but my phone kept reroutin’
Blow your mind
[Verse 2: MF DOOM]
Shit, really I’m a good boy
And Instagram put clowns in a jam
Pizza spot, pizza shop, gimme that shit, ayy
Hold up, don’t make a sound, just let his ass drive around
Screamin’ out the window like, “Fuck you, pay me”
Pizza spot, pizza shop, gimme that shit, ayy
Part II
Get focused, y’all
Drop dis like a fuckin’ gunshot blaow!
Telephone bring repercussions to your well-being
Never do no types of discussions around dealings
This that Shawty Lo in Impala
Someone gotta rob the shit

Here’s a little story ’bout them boys that’s hittin’ licks, ayy
[Intro]
Load the clip, rob, repeat
Load the clip, rob, repeat

Doin’ 10 straight in a cell, hot plate eatin’ Spam
[Verse 1: Jay IDK]
If the jump outs come, guaranteed I’m gon’ run

Papi snatch your soul out if you’re in your feelings
Finally someone let me out of my cage
Used to have a job, but that job barely paid me

Charley’s Grilled Subs tried to minimum wage me, lately
Closin’ up, it’s gettin’ late
Run nigga, nigga, run, nigga, nigga, run
I used to wanna hang with Dae Dae and them (Dae Dae and them)
If they fight, I’ma fight, make this shit a royal rumble
Gimme that shit, ayy, gimme that shit, ayy

Hotbox, smokin’ la la
If the jump outs come, guaranteed I’m gon’
Load the clip, rob, repeat
I’m already deducin’ that my ho had to have somethin’ to do with this
‘Til they gave all three 40 years in the Pen
Where the safe at? Don’t make me ask again
Me the villain
[Chorus: Yung Gleesh & Jay IDK]
Where the safe at?
Now everybody get up on the fuckin’ ground
Hangin’ with my niggas makes me wanna start trouble

Pizza spot, pizza shop, gimme that shit, ayy