lirik lagu spongenig - yehh
[intro: spongenig]
([?] you go crazy)
(real deal geek)
you n~ggas be like
and then he be like, “ayy bro” (opp chaser gang)
“lemme get a hunnid fifty thousand today”
“lemme use yo’ lambo” no
[chorus: spongenig]
bro wanna use the lamb’, he tryna impress the hoes
bro gonna use the lamb’, he still can’t impress the b~tches
bro tryna use the yacht, you ain’t catch no fishes
broke askin’, “what the plot?” hold on
bro askin’, “what’s the plot?” you don’t get no b~tches
bro tryna use the track hawk, tryna use the rich nig’
bro had a badge on his chest, sn~tched it with the quickness
on this n~gga tryna get a perc, approach me with the ‘ish~ness
ooh, ooh, his legs fallin’ off
shot him in the ear, ah d~mn, his head fallin’ off
whole team hard, can’t say my mans fallin’ off
ocg, run into me you finna get robbed
n~gga said it’s beef, one~two~three, yeah, he finna get ronched
if you text my phone ain’t talkin’ about money, you finna get blocked
ooh, ooh, you ain’t talkin’ about pape’
i get these bands when i’m sleep, you clapped, can’t relate
you’s a broke ass n~gga, dummy, i couldn’t relate
and you should be focus on the money, you focused on hatin’
[verse 1: spongenig]
yeah, you should be changing that sh~t, why the f~ck is you waitin’?
easier to have no opps, then why the f~ck you fakin’?
[?] by what? hold on, what the f~ck?
mm, always worrying about when you gon’ fall off
when the f~ck you gon’ make it
and i shot my shot at that box but i can not make it
squig’ ot with that bag, just got home safely
and patrick shot me forty times, he didn’t wanna fade me
patrick shot me forty times, bro, why do you hate me?
and my b~tch shot me fifty times, my shawty can’t save me
my b~tch shot me a hunnid times with the hunnid round
she hit me with the box, i ain’t smart, gotta dumb it down
gotta dumb down this pack, it’ll make you stupid
off beat, i hopped back, hopped back
hold on—
off beat but i got up, got back
what the f~ck you say b~tch boy? i just c~cked my sh~t back
you’s a juice box n~gga, i popped yo’ lil’ cap
you on that track yappin’, i thought you was gon’ rap
who the f~ck you talkin’ too? need to find you a map
don’t work at krusty krab no more, i took off that hat
first i took a sip of morgan then gave it to pat’
here bro (yeah, yeah)
[bridge: rockhardtpat]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (head taps only)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[verse 2: rockhardtpat]
pat’, big pants, can’t tell i got the 50 [?]
sponge, squig’, pat’, got them packs from the city up
and no i won’t put away the gatt, i beat the kitty up (yeah, yeah)
huh, four door track hawk when i’m by myself
huh, and i [?] so i slimed myself (yeah, yeah)
huh, for the sponge and the squid i’ma slime myself
huh, take the badges off the ‘cat now it’s hard to tell
tell me why the bag kinda ripped now it’s hard to scale
huh, sponge passed me the mic, oh, this is hard as h~ll (yeah, yeah)
oh, so you smoke exotic pack, i could hardly tell
huh, rockbottom with some ice, you a walking l!ck
(huh, put the bl!ck to his face, get to talkin’ quick)
huh, if i hit him in his chest then it’s time to dip
you only got a bag ‘cause of me, ‘cause i showed you (yeah, yeah)
yeah, [?] pat’ hit his head, watch him bleed, man, i oded (yeah, yeah)
i hate when my fans hit my phone where the hoes be (head tap)
worried about a ten bar of onion with the cash that i owed you (head tap)
i bet he stop the tuff talk when the shotty blow, huh
do my dance, tiktok, where you tryna go? (huh)
she know i love a thug life ‘cause the face tatts
uhh, brought me five thousand pills, i can lace that
sponge i don’t really see the feds, you can run the lights
boy just pass the aux, [?] playin’ all the pipes
payed 20 bands for this flight
take a trip to italy
told sponge come record the site
[?] feel like torey lanez (yeah, yeah)
you said you want the hi~tech or the morgan grove?
i gotta stack the blue strips but i know [?]
my warzone sticks somewhere— uhh
my warzone sticks to his crib, get to duckin’ low
i told squig shut the [?] ‘cause i got pints on me
i got bullets in the deck, i got pipes on me
said he wanna go to h~ll, i can take you there
he said he wanna go to h~ll, i can take you there (yeah, yeah)
[chorus: spongenig]
bro wanna use the lamb’, he tryna impress the hoes
bro gonna use the lamb’, he still can’t impress the b~tches
bro tryna use the yacht, you ain’t catch no fishes
broke askin’, “what the plot?” hold on
bro askin’, “what’s the plot?” you don’t get no b~tches
bro tryna use the track hawk, tryna use the rich nig’
bro had a badge on his chest, sn~tched it with the quickness
on this n~gga tryna get a perc, approach me with the ‘ish~ness
ooh, ooh, his legs fallin’ off
shot him in the ear, ah d~mn, his head fallin’ off
whole team hard, can’t say my mans fallin’ off
ocg, run into me you finna get robbed
n~gga said it’s beef, one~two~three, yeah, he finna get ronched
if you text my phone ain’t talkin’ about money, you finna get blocked
ooh, ooh, you ain’t talkin’ about pape’
i get these bands when i’m sleep, you clapped, can’t relate
you’s a broke ass n~gga, dummy, i couldn’t relate
and you should be focus on the money, you focused on hatin’
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