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Fuck you, your formula, and your dumb bitch of a daughter, Krabs Gang (gang) Young enough to die and I'm rich enough to fuck Yeah, came from the bottom baby, I'm not getting stuck We sip lean by the liter like (woo, woo, woo, woo, woo) We sip lean by the liter like (woo, woo, woo, woo, woo) Yeah, cooking king crab on the stove with the formula Whipping Lamborghini in bikini tryna run it up Sipping on that leany while I'm leaning out the passenger Popping up on Krabs like paparazzi, I'ma snap him up It's like it's Biggie versus Tupac (yuh-ooh) It's no biggie I smoke two packs (yuh-ooh) My shit is cold, it's a new track (brr) I own the city and they knew that (yuh-ooh) (knew that) I'm eating burgers made of light, yeah (light, yeah) This my buzz and this my lightyear (my lightyear) Fuck this bitch up with my Woody, I'm the kid just like I'm Cudi Mr. Krabs you know I'm right here My bitch don't rag she a PC (she a PC) I got the Mac, I press delete (rarr) (delete) I press the trigger at a Krab, and I'm itching for this cash like I had an STD (woo) You not a crab, you a rat, boy Talking to police, huh, fat boy? I catch him when he lackin' out in traffic Yeah my chopper automatic so you know it's gonna clap, boy I got pearls on my neck I'm at the Chum Bucket (hugh) I got Pearl givin' neck cause she a cum bucket (bucket) You already sucked this dick, bitch, you can't un-suck it (un-suck it) Yo dad a crab and I'm a demon he should run from me Young enough to die and I'm rich enough to fuck (yuh-ooh) Yeah, came from the bottom baby, I'm not getting stuck (yuh-ooh) We sip lean by the liter like (yuh-ooh) (woo, woo, woo, woo, woo) We sip lean by the liter like (yuh-ooh) (woo, woo, woo, woo, woo) Yeah, cooking king crab on the stove with the formula Whipping Lamborghini in bikini tryna run it up Sipping on that leany while I'm leaning out the passenger Popping up on Krabs like paparazzi, I'ma snap him up (up, up)
Writer(s): Dat Boi, Glorb Glorb Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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