Prince Don - Pesto Trapenese (Major Feast) Lyrics

Aw man Yo Jeenius You did it Again Man
Wonton Special
We Servin Pesto Trapanese
Hit the Sky or get that Skyfall
Get the Money

Beginning to be so ahead of my time
That 5 year's ago ya was 10 years behind
I didn't notice before the cook up but that was ill
So some just got those lines
Money on my mind until I stop blinking
We had a buzz when they started but just farted
I'm shitting on rappers Killin them in departed
Moving units sonic cartridge young gs marking territories
Drug game glory apartment up 8 stories
In front of the building wit a 40
Sipping and I got one on me let me repeat history
Mixed veggies get cut with machetes ya ain't ready to burn heavy She say I'm petty
Only rolling twenty's at the beginning til the very ending
My mind is strictly business foolishness get relinquished

We serving Pesto Trapanese Come N get a piece
For a major feast, all my niggas eat
Chefin up recipes starving to get the money
We serving Pesto Trapanese Come get a piece
For a major feast, all my niggas eat We Servin Pesto Trapanese

All for offense I'm playing defense
Often switching the sequence leave the audience speechless Closing my eyes I ain't see shit
When a nigga eating it can only get better
Vendetta for cheddar twin burrata's
Crimes committed in polo sweaters waiting on her ima go getta
You know the streets made a cold fella
Young niggas on four wheelers the hood looking like Coachella Killas in the community
Celebrity refugees with death specialties
Everything for a salary
Where them cowards be, serve quarter pounds to that wicked beef
Swish cheese ya tee from select contracts in Sicily
Jumping off Porsches moonwalking into Porsches
Oh I meant porches ha ha

We serving Pesto Trapanese Come N get a piece
For a major feast, all my niggas eat
Chefin up recipes starving to get the money
We serving Pesto Trapanese Come get a piece
For a major feast, all my niggas eat We Servin Pesto Trapanese