lyrics: [Intro] flip you, your formula, and your dumb beach of a daughter, Krabs (Gang) [Chorus] Young enough to die and I’m rich enough to flip Yeah, came from the bottom, baby, I’m not getting stuck We sip lean by the liter like "Ooh-woowoo-woo" We sip lean by the liter like "Ooh-woowoo-woo" Yeah, cooking King Krab on the stove with the formula Whippin’ Lamborghini in Bikini tryna run it up Sippin' on that leany while I’m leanin’ out the passenger Poppin' up on Krabs like paparazzi, I’ma snap him up [Verse] It’s like it's Biggie vs. Tupac, yeah It’s no biggie, I smoke two packs up My stuff is cold, it’s a new track, oon I own the city and they knew that I’m eating burgers made of light, yeah This my buzz and this my lightyеar (My lightyear) flip this beach up with my Woody I’m the kid just like I’m Cudi Mr. Krabs, you know I’m right hеre My beach don’t rag, she a P.C. (She a P.C.) I got the Mac, I press delete (Delete) I press the trigger at a Krab Man, I’m itchin' for that cash Like I had an S.T.D You not a crab, you a rat boy Talkin’ to police, huh? Fat boy I catch him when he lacking out in traffic Yeah, my choppa automatic, so you know it’s gonna clap, boy I got pearls on my neck, I’m at the Chum Bucket I got Pearl givin’ head'cause she a nut bucket You already sucked this weiner, beach, you can’t unsuck it Your dad a Krab and I’m a demon, he should run from me [Chorus] Young enough to die and I’m rich enough to flip Yeah, came from the bottom, baby, I’m not getting stuck We sip lean by the liter like "Ooh-woowoo-woo" We sip lean by the liter like "Ooh-woowoo-woo" Yeah, cooking King Krab on the stove with the formula Whippin’ Lamborghini in Bikini tryna run it up Sippin' on that leany while I’m leanin’ out the passenger Poppin' up on Krabs like paparazzi, I’ma snap him up
