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Mr. Krabs
Hip-Hop/Rap
Mr. Krabs was released on July 15, 2023 by WDT as a part of the album Clock In
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Release DateJuly 15, 2023
LabelWDT
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quin Kennedy
Quin Kennedy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SpazzQ
SpazzQ
Producer

Lyrics

Spazz
Aye
Huh
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Come on
Lately I've been counting my blessings
Next step is ice the wrist
I be still smoking while I'm pissing
I got some on the rim
Slap a **** for disrespecting
and talking out his lip
Don't speak to me if it's not bout the cha-ching
If you catch the drift
Look I'm still in my bag
I'm still smacking ass
No, I won't go nowhere without my money or my gas
**** you not first you last
I go really fast, and all you go digging hoes
Smell like Mr Krabs
and why you go digging hoes
Smelling like badussy
I want a freak bitch, thick bitch, not no rookie
And y'all know what I'm on
I'm tryna eat the cookie
I need the pretty bitches throwing ass when shows book me
Look, take my advice, I like what I like
Why go swimming in that water, if you know there's sharks that bite
Because I know I can't fight, and plus I chose this life
Any **** disrespect me then he might just lose his life
I turn a hundred to another hundred, then another hundred
I swear these bands really make a dance to the fucking sun up
Seem like every time I'm getting money I just be like fuck it
And the truth is, you either knuck up or you shut the fuck up
I'm on the road to riches, this money is my fidget
I been trying to stack it up just so that I can feed the vision
No I ain't running with no rats, these chickens my intentions
I'm a man on a mission, not playing with you bitches
Look I'm still in my bag
I'm still smacking ass
No, I won't go nowhere without my money or my gas
**** you not first you last
I go really fast, and all you go digging hoes
Smell like Mr Krabs
and why you go digging hoes
Smelling like badussy
I want a freak bitch, thick bitch, not no rookie
And y'all know what I'm on
I'm tryna eat the cookie
I need the pretty bitches throwing ass when shows book me
Mosh pit jumping
I be smoking russians
and the way that shawty move that thang
I'm gone to touch it
Yo bitch get me hard
And yo kids gone look up to me
I'm a rockstar, it say so on my fucking jeans
Be proud of who you are
Bet nobody can fuck with me
I really be, in the back of Starbucks sipping on some tea
Like Billie Jean
I'm gone hit my dance yo bitch ride to the beat
Like Freaknic
I'm gone drag my balls cross her asscheek
Don't matter who I am
Don't matter who you are
I'm still ain't rolling windows down
I'm hopping out the car
And no this not a game, but **** you can pick your card
And I'm still gone beat your ass until you look up seeing stars
Look I'm still in my bag
I'm still smacking ass
No, I won't go nowhere without my money or my gas
**** you not first you last
I go really fast, and all you go digging hoes
Smell like Mr Krabs
and why you go digging hoes
Smelling like badussy
I want a freak bitch, thick bitch, not no rookie
And y'all know what I'm on
I'm tryna eat the cookie
I need the pretty bitches throwing ass when shows book me
Written by: Quin Kennedy
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