歌词
Fuck you, your formula, and your dumb bitch of a daughter, Krabs
Gang!
Young enough to die, and I'm rich enough to fuck
Yeah, I came from the bottom, baby
I'm not getting stuck
We sip lean by the litre like "wub, wub wub wub"
We sip lean by the litre like "wub, wub wub wub"
Yeah, cooking king crab on the stove with the formula
Whip a Lamborghini in Bikini tryna run it up
Sippin' on that leany while I'm leaning out the passenger
Poppin' up on Krabs like paparazzi
I'ma snap him up
It's like it's Biggie versus Tupac
It's no biggie, I smoke two packs
My shit is cold, it's a new track
I own this city and they knew that
I'm eating burgers made of light, yeah (Light, yeah)
This my buzz and this my light year (I'm light year)
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
I got the Mac, I press delete
I press the trigger at a crab
And I'm itchin' for the cash like I had an STD
You not a crab, you a rat, boy
Talkin' to police, huh, fat boy?
I catch him when he lackin' out in traffic
Yeah, my choppa automatic
So you know it's gonna clap, boy
I got pearls on my neck, I'm at the Chum Bucket
I got Pearl givin' neck, 'cause she a cum bucket
You already sucked this dick, bitch, you can't unsuck it
Your dad a crab and I'm a demon, he should run from me
Young enough to die, and I'm rich enough to fuck
Yeah, I came from the bottom, baby
I'm not getting stuck
We sip lean by the litre like "wub, wub wub wub"
We sip lean by the litre like "wub, wub wub wub"
Yeah, cooking king crab on the stove with the formula
Whip a Lamborghini in Bikini tryna run it up
Sipping on that leany while I'm leaning out the passenger
Poppin' up on Krabs like paparazzi
I'ma snap him up