This is a song about "Noodles"

Your medulla pull the trigger turn your brain into some noodles

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

This beat gets me loose like raman noodles

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Will always shop at walmart and always make ramen noodles,

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Will always shop at walmart and always make ramen noodles,

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

With oodles of noodles of money paper on my pasta,

Shout out my nigga miles

I should rhyme rhyme with ramen noodles

Prufrock going noodles in this bitch like spaghetti

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see