weakenedartist – mr. krabs lyrics
(o o o o o)
everybody gangster till mr. krabs walking
stop all that bullsh+t n+gga stop talking
shoot you in you’re head blowhole dolphin
sandy cheeks gon beat my meat
while i make the beat
album is heat
i anit no loser you came to defeat
punch you in you’re face cause you think you sweet
give me the candy b+tch trick or treat
all of ya’ll n+ggas is nothing
all of ya’ll up to something
i’m sliting a wrist that’s cutting
i’m at your town that’s hunting
you all on my d+ck you munching
you wanna fight?
n+gga it’s crunchtime
fight at the lunchline
you wanna use guns?
n+gga i’m shooting your house like it’s columbine
you wanna f+ck with me?
n+gga that’s fine
you wanna f+ck with me?
n+gga that’s fine
mr. f+cking krabs got the money in his pocket
if you f+ck with him he gon blast you in you’re eyesocket
zilla with rpg’s he gon blast you with his rocket
it’s a robbery n+gga run your f+cking pockets
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