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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 f*ckin’ 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 thе beat like a blunt, it gets torchеd
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 can’t 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
b*tch, i am the grillin’ man
money triple like d*mn
yo b*tch 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
b*tch, 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 f*cked 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

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