OCEAN GATE lyrics

[Intro: biz]
(SLAJIDI, turn me up)
Cheap-ass submarine
Huh, you f*cked around, drowned tryna find the Titanic

[Chorus: biz]
No Phil Swift, did a whole lotta damage
Bro probably got ate by a whale like Candy
Ol' Cheap-ass sub, bro, I know it won’t last
Ol' Cheap-ass sub, b*tch, it’s probably made of plastic
How the f*ck you drop a quarter ticket just to f*cking drown?
You don' drift off to sea and I don’t even know how
sh*t, let me get the bread in the rest of the account
I don’t need all the billions, I just need to buy an ounce

[Post-Chorus: Alex Schor]
Man, I haven’t f*cked so long, that I’m about a virgin
Out of toilet paper, wiped my ass with a shower curtain
Shorty’s gram so damn fire, I spent an hour lurking
I said that I’ll never get a job but now we’rе working (Huh)
Wait, it’s for me though
Now, I’m straight playing with my chips like some Fritos
Aftеr I hit, I’ma dip like Tostitos
Why are so many underground rappers pedos?

[Verse 1: DigBar, DigBar & biz]
Like, how the f*ck did y’all go underwater and get packed up?
The sub getting smacked up but y’all didn’t call backup
Like, how the f*ck did y’all die on a trip in a submarine?
sh*t blew up and now y’all are fried like onion rings (Damn)
Like, get out of the water, n*gga, fight back
This sh*t had a controller, that b*tch should’ve had a Strike Pack
DigBar the G.O.A.T., man, you know that I’ma get rude
They went in as some humans and they quickly turned to fish food (Hold up)
Like, who the f*ck was driving? You got everybody killed, n*gga
Like, where the f*ck is your skill, n*gga?
And I wish I could’ve been there to see everybody panic
You f*cked around, drowned tryna find the Titanic
[Chorus: biz]
No Phil Swift, did a whole lotta damage
Bro probably got ate by a whale like Candy
Ol' Cheap-ass sub, bro, I know it won’t last
Ol' Cheap-ass sub, b*tch, it’s probably made of plastic
How the f*ck you drop a quarter take just to f*cking drown?
Drift off the sea and I don’t even know how
sh*t, let me get the bread in the rest of the account
I don’t need all the billions, I just need to buy an ounce

[Post-Chorus: Alex Schor]
Man, I haven’t f*cked so long, that I’m about a virgin
Out of toilet paper, wiped my ass with a shower curtain
Shorty’s gram so damn fire, I spent an hour lurking
I said that I’ll never get a job but now we’re working (Huh)
Wait, it’s for me though
Now, I’m straight playing with my chips like some Fritos
After I hit, I’ma dip like Tostitos
Why are so many underground rappers pedos?

[Verse 2: DigBar]
Like, how the f*ck did y’all go underwater and get packed up?
The sub getting smacked up but y’all didn’t call backup
Like, how the f*ck did y’all die on a trip in a submarine?
sh*t blew up and now y’all are fried like onion rings (Damn)
Like, get out of the water, n*gga, fight back
This sh*t had a controller, that b*tch should’ve had a Strike Pack
DigBar the G.O.A.T., man, you know that I’ma get rude
They went in as some humans and they quickly turned to fish food (Hold up)
Like, who the f*ck was driving? You got everybody killed, n*gga
Like, where the f*ck is your skill, n*gga?
And I wish I could’ve been there to see everybody panic (Slajidi, turn me up)
You f*cked around, drowned tryna find the Titanic