WHAT! Lyrics

I hear em' saying this and that, Patrick's wack

Patrick's nothing without Spongebob and Mr. Krabs

It's time to show em' what I'm really about

Learn to keep my name out your fuckin' mouth

Yeah

Patrick is back in the booth

Don't make me act like a fool

If you wanna come with the heat

I'll turn you to steam, know I'm packin' it too

Break up the dollars, know I got a lot

But I'll still get you whacked for a few

Call up the Krab and the crew

Addy dropped they'll be back in a few

I had to get out my feelings

Get to the bag and the Krab, I be grillin

Look, I need to get me some millions

I'm goin' up like a bubble, I don't see no ceilings, of course

I'm treating the beat like a blunt, it gets torched

I ain't been the same since I hopped off the porch

I stayed on my course, I get my kelp from the field

I'm shippin' it straight from the source

Hit them with the dot, then I dash, but this isn't morse

Married the game, I ain't gettin' divorced

We light em up, make it look like the fourth

Like fireworks, it goes boom

Just me at the top, there's no room

Diss yo crew like what you gon' do

Don't misconstrue the way that I move

Flying the P is in silence

No pterodactyl, but we still get violent

I live in the ocean, the world is my island

I don't wanna talk till my money is pilin

Where are my flowers, I need my medallion

My brothers gon' ride with a strap like a stallion

Head shots cant be fixed with a Valium

Talk with that thing in my hand, but I'm not Italian

Patrick is back in the booth

Don't make me act like a fool

If you wanna come with the heat

I'll turn you to steam, know I'm packin' it too

Break up the dollars, know I got a lot

But I'll still get you whacked for a few

Call up the Krab and the crew

Addy dropped they'll be back in a few

Sizzle sizzle in the pan

Bitch, I am the grillin' man

Money triple like damn

Yo bitch blew me, she a fan

Smokin' broccoli like Dram

Put out a hit with my toes in the sand

Look, I know I'm the man

Bitch, I'ma star shinin' bright as I can

Patrick doin' backflips

On the beat like gymnastics

Doin' hat tricks with the flow like it's magic

Lines goin' over yo head, you won't catch it

We ain't ever turn it to a has-been, no

Look, we're here for the long run

Smokin' the pack, it's a strong one

Know I've seen things that'll haunt ya

But I never folded, I bossed up

Pressin' my luck, it's a toss-up

You get crossed up, move cautious

I might throw up, I feel nauseous

Got me fucked up, boy, you not us

Whether you believe it or not

We're not the same, we not even your odd

I got accustomed I'm not leavin' the top

If I slide to her crib, then I leave with some top

Patrick is back in the booth

Don't make me act like a fool

If you wanna come with the heat

I'll turn you to steam, know I'm packin' it too

Break up the dollars, know I got a lot

But I'll still get you whacked for a few

Call up the Krab and the crew

Addy dropped they'll be back in a few