Bikini Bottom Blues ft. Baby Jayce Lyrics

I done lost so many of my friends, know they wish they would hold on

I done lost so many of my kin, Know they wish they would hold on

Cause I got the world in my hands now Everyday we getting bread, yeah

Never walk around town with my head down Money counter, I love how that bread sound

I did not turn a product of my environment I did something way more inspiring

Treat all the albums just like a diary Mix lean wit the faygo, a mad scientist

To me, you can't do no wrong I might, build your ass a home

You get everything you want , girl heart, big as Georgia Dome

Out they mouth it be all hate But these niggas is my clones

Grab a board I set the wave They gon' surf it like Young Gunna

Yeah, shout out Lil Nukk, thats my twin got my back to the end, he be watching

Yeah, shout out my baby, I love see you doing the things that I taught you

Yeah, fuck with the fam, I'ma rip up your body, I'm really your monster

Yeah, the vibes gon' come with me and swallow some liquor and eat calamari

Ran up a 20, serving out apartments Going for the gold, I can't change up my roster

Only smoke paper when I'm with the Rastas Thirsty boy, hating cause my chain is water

Nine on my waist, that's a big problem solver Salty niggas get dissolved

I catch my feet, I never fall This ain't enough, I want it all

I done lost so many of my friends Know they wish they would hold on

I done lost so many of my kin Know they wish they would hold on

Cause I got the world in my hands now Every day we getting bread, yeah

Never walk around town with my head down Money counter, i love how that bread sound

I did not turn the product of my environment I did something way more inspiring

Treat all the albums just like a diary mix lean wit the faygo a mad scientist

Uh, I'm just tryna keep my head up Young nigga tryna run it up, stack it up

Uh-huh, tryna get my bread up I'm counting everybody out

Cause I'm feeling like they got secret vendetta

Game time, young niggas gotta win apply that pressure

Keep this shit P, these niggas they mad cause they knowing we player

uh-huh Walk through the room, I'm strutting my shit

I'm the man like I'm Flair, uh-huh Fuck with my brother, then you a dead man

Just like undertaker, uh-huh Made it out the trenches, yeah, I'm a survivor

Give thanks to my savior, uh-huh

I'ma give thanks to my savior

I thank god that my bitch look good in the morning when she ain't got makeup

Got my foot on they neck tryna drain the air out of these haters

Yeah, I'm from zone 3, not Decatur, they know it

They don't know me, but they hoes gonna notice

Always come trim, so they know I got motion

Damn, nigga about to drown in this motherfucker

Good lookin Jayce

For real