Lyrics
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Intro: Yung Mordecai & SpongeBaby
Oh, we are so back in this bitch
Yo, Mordecai, pass the spliff!
Chorus: SpongeBaby
‘Cause we finna send these pops off straight out the cop car
‘Cause we right up in the Lambo, like a rock star
‘Cause we finna send these pops off straight out the cop car
‘Cause we right up in the Lambo, like a rock star
Verse 1: SpongeBaby
‘Cause we finna drop off Benson, he a bitch
He a fuckin’ snitch, leave him in the ditch
Mordecai, let these pussies know we ain’t playin’
Raise the stakes, lil’ bitch, you’re dryer than a raisin
Verse 2: Yung Mordecai
Pull up with the four-fives, leave the autos sprayin’
Pull up with the four-fives, leave all the hoes prayin’
Verse 3: SpongeBaby
Because my mag came extended like an outlet
Came up in Bikini Bottom, started without shit
Verse 4: Yung Mordecai
We don't fuck with them bitches, we only fuck with our killas
We smoke on not only the opps, but maybe even the kilos
Verse 5: SpongeBaby
AKmatic, previous track at it
Don't fuck around unless you want the static
Verse 6: Yung Mordecai
Our critics suck, haha, that shit's outdated
I'll fucking kill you if you're the reason his album was hated
Verse 7: SpongeBaby
I'll John Wick your ass, write you off with a pencil
I'll piss you and your bitches off harder than Billy Mitchell
Verse 8: Yung Mordecai
We stack up more guns than the Doom Slayer
Bitch, we ball harder than a basketball player
Chorus: SpongeBaby
‘Cause we finna send these pops off straight out the cop car
‘Cause we right up in the Lambo, like a rock star
‘Cause we finna send these pops off straight out the cop car
‘Cause we right up in the Lambo, like a rock star
Verse 9: Yung Mordecai
Bikini Bottom and the parks
Us bitches richer than Tony Stark
Verse 10: SpongeBaby
Livin' our lives like it's Grand Theft Auto
Fuckin' on this bitch, and she didn't even swallow
Verse 11: Yung Mordecai
Got a Draco in this bag, money in this bag
Got hit by Benson's car, so I called that bitch a-
Verse 12: SpongeBaby
My assault rifle's big, bitch, bigger than your mother
So come on and get up, come on and get up ya fucker
Verse 13: Yung Mordecai
Bitches come up and somehow read my mind like a Bible
When they get shot up in a shootout, well, they were liable
Verse 14: SpongeBaby
Sippin' on the leany, lean, got that wock potion
Shootin' up these bitches, Max Payne type slow motion
Verse 15: Yung Mordecai
You better watch out, motherfucker, because these Glocks kill
Imma make you hurt and hurt, feel a lot like Johnny Knoxville
Verse 16: SpongeBaby
Our lives are like Counter-Strike, always blowin' shit up
Feelin' like Tupac Shakur, because we finna hit 'em up
Verse 17: Yung Mordecai
Look at me, stupid bitch, we're freezin' like ice cream cones
My dick is getting tired from encountering all of these hoes
Verse 18: SpongeBaby
My wrists are so wrapped up in all of this Alaska
We finish off this heist just so I can take the mask off
Chorus: SpongeBaby
‘Cause we finna send these pops off straight out the cop car
‘Cause we right up in the Lambo, like a rock star
‘Cause we finna send these pops off straight out the cop car
‘Cause we right up in the Lambo, like a rock star
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