Empanada | artbydequadray

EMPANADA Prod. Prashant

This song was the most unexpected. I heard this on one of Prashant's lives on Instagram and I immediately asked him for it. I made a song to it as soon as I got it from him. The chorus came from an experience a former friend and I had while studying abroad in Argentina. Word got back to a girl that he used to know and we all suspected the girl, who was giving him googly eyes at the smoke sesh, was the culprit. So I pushed him to write a song which I ended up writing. So I repurposed the chorus and I turned it into a new song. This beat is RAW! I love working with Prashant because he does not shy away from experimentation.

[Chorus] x2

No you can't hold aqua nada/

Bite an empanada/

Get the fuck up out mi casa/

You can fork it like some pasta/

Get shit shaking like maracas/

Fess up/

Face up free them facts/

Got no tact/

Mad I didn’t take the offer when you said you was a snack, yeah

[Verse 1]

I aint geeked/

I aint mad/

You a sneak/

That's a fact/

And I gotta make a pack/

That I can't track back/

Spreading rumors willy nilly/

Circle ‘round the city/

If it come back to me it ain’t gone be pretty/

Itty Bitty Titty committee/

You bitches hang at the Nitty Gritty/

And chitter chatter about a pity party/

Baby, don’t get me started/

The shit & you barely farted/

Let’s take a moment of silence for the dearly departed/

I said don’t you trust these niggas they gettin’ over/

Don’t you smell these niggas they got an odor?/

Put a load in/

Smell like linen, spinnin’/

Paw Patrol, SNITCH!/

Mad I’m winnin’, grinin’/

Try to mind the business that pays me/

So niggas cant phase till im pushing up daisy/

Love me or love me not /

Rapping ass niggas so lazy/

Mindsets are contagious/

Opp shit is outrageous/

You niggas got me hot/