Poncho the Kid - Pasta Marinara (feat. Yung Middle Class & Katie Reidinger) Lyrics

Okay
You ready
Pasta Marinara
You know I run this era
Pull up to Panera
Whipping my Camera
Pull up and I dip
Pull up and I drip
I got you doing flips
You know that Poncho's slick

Thank you for that one Poncho
Alright let's go
Yung Middle Class up on the track
Cut me some slack I never look back
Antagonize me I'll let you see
You missed out on what could've been we
The haters the fakers Poncho and Class the creators
Lemme tell you something new
No one even likes you

I know Kung Fu just like a Panda
I'm dropping gifts just like I'm Santa
I'll take a trip back to Atlanta
Not telling lies no propaganda
Give you some clarity
Super Saiyan Manga cause you want some rarities
I don't like parity
She's your girl but she still wanna marry me

Tryna get low
But riding the highway
I'll let it go
And I'll do it my way
And I'm not getting sleep
I'm trying not to tweak
A brand new melody
Still working on the beat
I'm high fidelity
Witness my legacy
You're liking all my tweets
But I don't want charity Ah

So must twist that I'll make you shout
Reigning King even in the drought
I'll go in once the beat rides out
Watch you burnout I leave no doubt
Grew up leaping from kangaroo pouch
Live in a trash can Oscar the Grouch
My back's messed up you see me slouch
I just got hit by a bus Ouch

You can call me ranch cause you know I be dressing
I'm your Jesus Christ and I give you my blessing
Changing up the time signature I'm progressing
I didn't come to teach but you know I'm professing

A storm that's brewing and it's causing black outs
I'm hear to tell you what I'm all about
Middle class rips and then walks out
I'm a den leader and you're a cub scout

Tryna get low
But riding the highway
I'll let it go
And I'll do it my way
And I'm not getting sleep
I'm trying not to tweak
A brand new melody
Still working on the beat
I'm high fidelity
Witness my legacy
You're liking all my tweets
But I don't want charity Ah