[Intro: Plankton]
Oh you thought it was over Krabs?
You thought this shit was over?
I breached through the multiverse
I got my boy OKAY FINE, and my boy Pedler in this bitch!
You ain’t fuckin’ ready Krabs!
Hah!
[Chorus: Plankton]
Big Dawgs in this shit, Big Dawgs don’t miss
Groupies blowing me a kiss, so I gave her my kids
King never need a Queen, kick back smoking green
Hoes on hoes on hoes, and I got ‘em all living out they dreams
Living they dreams out, took that road, no clean route
Had to get it out the mud, the Chum on top, somethin’ to scream bout
Tommy gun lean out, Bikini Bottom like the G-South
Bullets flying in the rebound, news somethin’ you can read bout
[Verse 1: RealLivePEDLER]
Tell me something, who you FE!N now?
Kill the beat let it bleed out
Give you somethin’ you can grieve bout
Real, Live, and pushin’ P wow
Took it for real when they said to get it by any means
Won’t even diss you if I do not like you, don’t care about enemies
Big Dawg shit, just look at my fit
Got a bitch so clean, that I keep her always by me
I don’t know what they talkin’ bout, hear my flow that’s walkin’ down
Bitch I know I’m born for this
Fuck hall of fame, wanna own this shit, need ownership
Wanna take my chains off, keep it real, avoid the brain-rot
While you hating in the same spot
Hate your job, and then you hate Watch
Get a grip and tell ‘em find some light
Man I’m never stressing bout the ‘lil slights
I just write some bars, and then I kick back
Know this shit crack …facts
[Chorus: Plankton]
Big Dawgs in this shit, Big Dawgs don’t miss
Groupies blowing me a kiss, so I gave her my kids
King never need a Queen, kick back smoking green
Hoes on hoes on hoes, and I got ‘em all living out they dreams
Living they dreams out, took that road, no clean route
Had to get it out the mud, the Chum on top, somethin’ to scream bout
Tommy gun lean out, Bikini Bottom like the G-South
Bullets flying in the rebound, news somethin’ you can read bout
[Verse 2: OKAY FINE]
(Wait, wassup, Wait, okay)
State to state with paper plates, safe to say I moved weight like Lizzo in a Benz
I hate the way they change the game, it ain’t the same, it’s okay I ain’t trippin’ on them
I wake and bake, and crank the bass, take the hate to Plankton’s front door today
You should safe your face, ain’t a place that’s safe, you can’t hide and you ain’t got more to say
So wassup, (Wassup!) ‘Lil bitch (‘Lil Bitch!)
Here’s my little friend, it’s a switch
Come play and get whacked, it’s quick
It’s the sound when it hits his back (That’s it!)
Walk ‘em down, we rich, but ain’t no Roddy
Pay somebody, come and get the body
(Woah!)
I gotta know
How hard did you set this shit up, thought you’d get me, I’m sorry you won’t
Please, tell me cuz I gotta know
How does it feel to fail over and over, your plans turned to dust?
How does it feel knowing that you’ll never be one of us?
(Okay!)
[Chorus: Plankton]
Big Dawgs in this shit, Big Dawgs don’t miss
Groupies blowing me a kiss, so I gave her my kids
King never need a Queen, kick back smoking green
Hoes on hoes on hoes, and I got ‘em all living out they dreams
Living they dreams out, took that road, no clean route
Had to get it out the mud, the Chum on top, somethin’ to scream bout
Tommy gun lean out, Bikini Bottom like the G-South
Bullets flying in the rebound, news somethin’ you can read bout
[Outro: Plankton]
Krusty Krew, bitch it’s over, bars cold, Minnesota (Hah!)
Chum Bucket, we be riding, got a mileage in this game
Fuck ‘em all, switching sides, man I don’t really care about a lame
Checks big and they clear, boy just take a look at my chain
Money green like my skin, boy, yeah nothing’s really changed
