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


Little did they know, I’ma hit the front page in three days (damn)
Pizza spot, pizza shop, gimme that shit, ayy
These days peeps do anything to make a buck (I know)
Run nigga, nigga, run, nigga, nigga, run
So my actin’ skills kick in, I’m Michael Jackson off of Thriller, hehehe
‘Til they gave all three 40 years in the Pen
Screamin’ out the window like, “Fuck you, pay me”
Hotbox, smokin’ la la
Roll the windows up

Roll the windows down
Used to have a job, but that job barely paid me
Finally someone let me out of my cage
Jackin’ jackers like they tryna win the sweepstakes
Police car creepin’ up, creepin’ up, creep, creepin’ up
I took the cam’s position and reversed it like reciprocal, hah
Hello out the whip
My ho stay mad at me (what,) she just a liability (fuck it)
Hold up, don’t make a sound, just let his ass drive around
Load the clip, rob, repeat
Pizza spot, pizza shop, gimme that shit, ayy
This that Shawty Lo in Impala
I’m already deducin’ that my ho had to have somethin’ to do with this
[Chorus: Yung Gleesh & Jay IDK]
Closin’ up, it’s gettin’ late
And Instagram put clowns in a jam
Car creepin’ up, creepin’ up, creep, creepin’ up
Hangin’ with my niggas makes me wanna start trouble
Shit I was goin’ down that road, but my phone kept reroutin’
Never do no types of discussions around dealings
And you will not feel a round, shhh
This that drive-by
Load the clip, rob, repeat
[Verse 1: Jay IDK]
Knowin’ I’m no killer, but fuck it, I’m tryna be that nigga

Telephone bring repercussions to your well-being
I got back from answerin’ job calls

[Intro: Jay IDK]
Lookin’ at me wrong, make you wish you never looked, boy
I recognized her from the pizza shop

Blow your mind
Run nigga, nigga, run, nigga, nigga, run
Load the clip, rob, repeat
Where the safe at?
Here’s a little story ’bout them boys that’s hittin’ licks, ayy
With the clip, make you bye-bye
But that’s the way you get respect when you tryna be ’bout it
They arrived, but she broke, are you kiddin’ me?
Drop dis like a fuckin’ gunshot blaow!

Gimme that shit, ayy, gimme that shit, ayy
Load the clip, rob, repeat
I used to wanna hang with Dae Dae and them (Dae Dae and them)
Where the safe at? Don’t make me ask again
That’s when I seen a red light blinkin’ in peripheral
Now everybody get up on the fuckin’ ground
[Interlude]
Me the villain
I used to wanna hang with Nelson and them (Nelson and them)
See the opps, it’s a problem

Blunt guts on the floor, I’m a Backwood boy
[Verse 3: Del the Funky Homosapien]
They tryna go the right way, but the left said, ayy
Everybody look at Jay
I hear a car creepin’ up and then I tell her to wait
Dudes known to do more hustlin’ than stealin’
If the jump outs come, guaranteed I’m gon’
I’m a gang gang nigga ’til the jump outs come
Pizza spot, pizza shop, gimme that shit, ayy

Car creepin’ up, creepin’ up, creep, creepin’ up
[Verse 2: MF DOOM]

Get focused, y’all
She called the pizza shop, said she needed a delivery
Gimme that shit, ayy, gimme that shit, ayy
Shit, really I’m a good boy
Papi snatch your soul out if you’re in your feelings
Next question is: where the tape at?
Part I
Run that shit
Pizza spot, pizza shop, gimme that shit, ayy
Wanna be the man, but don’t see the plan
[Intro]
Doin’ 10 straight in a cell, hot plate eatin’ Spam
Charley’s Grilled Subs tried to minimum wage me, lately
[Verse 1: Jay IDK]
If the jump outs come, guaranteed I’m gon’ run
I seen a fool hop out the window, just boxers on
I put a gun to her neck, she put her hand on the safe
Run nigga, nigga, run, nigga, nigga, run
I used to wanna hang with Diemon and them (Diemon and them)
But that Trapaholics tag turned me to a hood boy
And if you make a sound, I might have to drown it with these rounds

Car creepin’ up, creepin’ up, creep, creep
Someone gotta rob the shit

Part II
Here’s a little story ’bout them boys that’s hittin’ licks, ayy
You gon’ ride, ride, ride, ride, ride for the gang
Run nigga, nigga, run, nigga, nigga, run
Gang, gang nigga ’til the jump outs come
Each day I be fightin’ for my sanity (yeah)
If they fight, I’ma fight, make this shit a royal rumble
[Verse 2: Jay IDK]
So now we speedin’ to the pizza place
Stick you for the cash like my nickname Baby (brrr)