Letra
What the-?
Hey man, I think you got the wrong beat (no, I don't)
So you sampled the song from SpongeBob? (Sure did)
Hey, oh
Okay, okay, I'm with it now
Yeah, yeah
I gotta count up, count up, count up, count up
These racks I made today
If you ain't talking 'bout money man
Get out my damn face
I got cash, cash, cash, means
Money into my bank
If you ain't gonna dance for cash, lil' mama
Then you will not get paid
I'm gon' blow ten grand, these bands will make her dance
Running, running, running, running to the money like I'm SpongeBob
Just like he know the Krabby Patty formula
I just be cookin' up straight bars
Dig that cash like I'm Mr. Krabs
I might just stop by the bank tomorrow
Do I go dumb, I go stupid, don't know what I'm doin'
I feel like I'm Patrick Star
That's that Migos flow right there
And nobody believe me
But back on topic (topic)
Got the top down, lock it (lock it)
Got a bad thing waitin' on me, yeah yeah
Start flexing on the 'gram, here we go, yeah
You're just wasting your time, baby
Hey, stop that lying, baby
Get on your grind, baby
That flexing ain't gon' help, baby
Had to call you out, yo
I had to call you out, yo
Had to call you out, yo
Holy Tony gone
Writer(s): Holy Tony
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