Spaghetti (Damn You,

Spaghetti (Damn You, AutoCorrect) Comedy Rap • Florida Bounce • NYC Attitude • Reggae Swing [Intro: Male Spoken] “Baby… I know what you meant…” “But who in the hell is Spaghetti?” “Your phone be snitchin’ on you more than the police.” “Every text is a hostage situation.” (laughing) ⸻ [Hook: Female] Atlas became spaghetti… Baby, don’t judge me… Voice dictation got beef… It keeps embarrassin’ me… I said “I love you…” It heard “buy a canoe…” Now Kapo sittin’ there… Like… “What we finna do?” 😂 ⸻ [Verse 1: Female] I’m ridin’ down the highway… Phone think it’s the boss… Every single sentence… Gets completely lost… “Good morning baby…” Turned into “Good mourning gravy…” Now he think I’m cookin’ breakfast… In a cemetery maybe… Told him “drink your water…” Phone said “fight your daughter…” Boy I’m yellin’ at my screen… Like… “THAT IS NOT THE ORDER!” Wanted to say Atlas… Phone made spaghetti… Autocorrect stay drunk… And Siri stay petty… ⸻ [Bridge] Every day… New typo… Whole relationship… Built on survival… ⸻ [Verse 2: Male (♾️Kapo♾️)] Baby call me laughin’… Can’t even catch her breath… She said… “Did you get my message?” Baby… WHAT message? One said… “I miss you…” Next one… “I’m a refrigerator…” Third one… “Kevin wants visitation…” 🤣 Girl… Who the hell is Kevin? ⸻ [Hook] Atlas became spaghetti… Baby don’t judge me… Every time I hit send… Technology mugged me… I said… “Miss your smile…” It heard… “Milk your crocodile…” Now my whole inbox… Need therapy awhile… ⸻ [Verse 3: Female] Remember all them songs… We made at three A.M… One minute deep and healing… Next minute… Kevin in the fridge again… Carl the penguin rappin’… Peter smokin’ dill… Shopping Cart Steve… Still rollin’ down the hill… We done wrote heartbreak… Ghosts… And beach vibes too… Then my phone says… “Kapo loves barbecue glue…” Boy… I promise… That wasn’t you… ⸻ [Bridge] Every typo… Another memory… Every laugh… Another piece of history… Even through the walls… You still know it’s me… Because nobody… Misspells quite like me… ⸻ [Final Hook] Spaghetti… That’s apparently Atlas… Autocorrect… Stay attackin’ us… Love ain’t perfect… Texts ain’t either… Still gonna laugh… Every single feature… If my phone keep talkin’… I’m throwin’ it away… But first… Lemme ask… What spaghetti gotta say… (Both laughing) Male: “Baby…” Female: “What?” Male: “I still don’t know who Spaghetti is…” Female: “Apparently… it’s Atlas.”* 😂🍝