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Krusty Krab
5,041
Hip-Hop/Rap
Krusty Krab was released on June 3, 2019 by FreshRecords as a part of the album Krusty Krab - Single
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Release DateJune 3, 2019
LabelFreshRecords
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM78

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Xander Beaulac
Xander Beaulac
Songwriter
Xander B Archive
Xander B Archive
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Xander B Archive
Xander B Archive
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Aye, aye, yuh
Eating me up and I bite like a shark
Infinity Gauntlet, I snap Tony Stark
An animal mammal, I'm in Noah's Ark
My diamonds so shiny, I see in the dark
Looking so fly when I'm showing my drip
Hopping in the 'Rarri, ride in the whip
We go to the sky, we go to the stars
We starting to fly, we going to Mars
You picking it up and I'm running it down
Pull up in the Lamby, I'm riding around
Got the house hopping from end to end
I run it up, from bred to bread
[Chorus]
Gotta get to the bank, getting paid every day
Run it up, get a check, save it up, I get my pay
Krusty Krab, Krusty Krab, hitting my licks and I'm doing the stab
Krusty Krab, Krusty Krab, running it up and I'm copping the bag
[Verse 2]
Copped a couple cribs, the life I live, I'm getting dough, aye
Like to change it up a little, switch it like my flow, aye
Post it all on YouTube, now I'm getting all these fans, yeah
Racks always a comma, get these checks, I get these bands, yeah
I get a milli', I get a lot
Counting my billies, I bang on a thot
Spin like a top, counting my guap
I never stop when I'm making a bop
[Chorus]
Gotta get to the bank, getting paid every day
Run it up, get a check, save it up, I get my pay
Krusty Krab, Krusty Krab, hitting my licks and I'm doing the stab
Krusty Krab, Krusty Krab, running it up and I'm copping the bag
Krusty Krab, Krusty Krab, hitting my licks and I'm doing the stab
Krusty Krab, Krusty Krab, running it up and I'm copping the—
[Outro]
Getting it, getting it, get it, get it again
Running up a check and then I split it with friends
Run it up, run it up, run it, run it up, run
Going dummy in the whip for all the doughnuts that I spun
Shawty wanna run me up, she put me in a trance
Rollie on my wrist, I do the dash, I do my dance
When I smell like Prada, got the Louis on my hip
Pull up, do a show, pipe it up and then I dip
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Wearing all this drip, it got me looking quite atrocious
In a year, I be going global, crossing all the oceans
Blowing up, blowing up, boom, explosions
Written by: Xander B Archive, Xander Beaulac
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