SPONGEY

Oh look at that, the chum bucket dropped again

What a fucking joke

Fuck it up squid?

Yeah, he is fucking shit up

Damn

Guess I'll drop another tutorial

Show him how to rap properly again

What a pussy

She want the D

R.I.P. to that pussy

It drip like it's water

The chum getting spun like the blades on a chopper

Go wake up for shottas they came out of lockup

The game is messy gotta mop up, know imma

Don and yo bitch call me dada

Not Louis, nah, that's just the bag that I bought her

Look just cause the witness will flee

And the case will get beat

Doesn't mean that I do things like Baka

I got a lotta

Money and reasons

A lot of that money is most of the reasons

That I can be fucking with bitches, they scheming

She look like an angel and fuck like a demon

I give her some money, she burn it like Marcus at Neiman's

I might call you baby, but that doesn't mean when you down on your knees

For the D, you should act like you teething

It hurts, bitch, I'm leaving

The diamonds are gleaming inside of the whip when I'm speeding

I see it and cop if I need it

I'll buy it, don't lease it

Don't try to get even

You swipe with a Visa

The AMEX thats gold bout as high as you reachin'

You like to be hating, I read what you type in Ibiza

Its hot my neck like a freezer

If I bought a yard just to stash all my money

It'd go out the country and stretch by the meter

My plays make bills, no Belichick

You can say you've been fucked, you ain't sell a bit

You ain't got no juice, bitch, you finna get punched

Hit the bell again, come on let's settle it

Tell a bitch to meet me in the street if thats his element

Cause he can catch an L again, Ill swear ill make it elegant

The elephant that's in the room is telling him

To back the fuck up off of me before the metal get

Up in his mouth and send him where the devil is

I'll show you what a felon is

I didn't even mean to fuck your bitch I tripped and fell in it

These rappers sipping lean, I swear the game is

Getting crooked, gotta level it

I really might just do it for the hell of it

I know it's how I'm telling it

I know they ain't intelligent

They smoke it like they selling it

They tried to set a record, but I broke it like its delicate

Know once I up the gun, they gonna be running like a delegate

I'll put them in the ground without a sound

Now they irrelevant

These bitches are fish in a barrel, it's hayday

When we touch the block get to spinning like Beyblades

You know that I hit if her wrist got a day date

Im flushing the rubber she can't have my baby

Their phones have been tapped I can hear 'em

They screaming out Mayday

Man I can't be going if you go the same way

I'm getting head while I'm stoned

Right where they lay

We disrespect they grave

Ooh

She throw it back like she Rosa and Park it inside of my lap

Her pussy be squeezing that shit like a boa

Man, I know the bitch thinks she put on the map

Her standards ain't lowered

I roll up the leaf

We gon' blower and stream it like HBO Max

Gen Z kids ain't getting this shit

I ain't putting out songs, but I'm sending them fax

She like, that's my sponge

That ain't my dick, girl

That's my gun

That is not shit, girl

That's just chum

The fit too clean like I'm covered in suds

See, I like bitches, and I like drugs

But I love scrapping, lil' bitch, what's up

Know they gon' slip, when they do its done

F is for fa fa fa

Not fun