Spongebob Lyrics

I'm flippin work up in the back I feel like SpongeBob

I caught that boy up in traffic his gun didn't go off

I hit yo bitty one time the pussy one off

All that gas I got on me I feel like Young Dolph

Mr. Krabs. In the trap, stuck up in my bag

Star platt on my glizz Nigga please stand back

Goyard bag 50 bands came from Paris, France

She gon pop like only fans, but I'm not her mans

Running sprints I guess I'm Usain Boltin

I hit your bitch one time and now she shaking still convulsing

My mama knows I'm in the trap I've been moving that potent

I know she's got that wet wet I might just sell her ocean

You niggas doing what you can doing what I wont

What's a light five bands spent on Saint Laurent

I'm the bakers man it's Monsieur Croissant

I'm pushing pastries baby told her come get what you want

I'm flippin work up in the back I feel like SpongeBob

I caught that boy up in traffic his gun didn't go off

I hit yo bitty one time the pussy one off

All that gas I got on me I feel like Young Dolph

I'm pulling cards like Kaiba I just got that Blue Eyes on me

Two cups Doubled up easy she wants that long salami

My mama hates the way I'm serving it's my favorite hobby

I got to get the racks no if ands, or maybe, probably

She's just dripp up on me someone pass a towel

I got a problem smoking sour it's my superpower

I pop a perky beat it up for like three or four hours

I'ma eat her a little peach she calls me Baby Bowser

Racing to that check all blue strips I feel like Sonic

Ain't no gin and tonic

Pouring 4s my eyes demonic

Fenrir pour a 4s I'm Finna slur

Feelings hurt hit it once left her

On the fucking curb like officers

I'm flippin work up in the back I feel like SpongeBob

I caught that boy up in traffic his gun didn't go off

I hit yo bitty one time the pussy one off

All that gas I got on me I feel like Young Dolph