mrkrabs lyrics
by funeral
[Verse]
Can't put no rack to your head
I'ma keep that lil' rack and I'll do it myself, lil' b*tch
I'ma go find your location
You find my location, you see me in Hell, lil' b*tch
We is not fighting, no, we is not tussling
This ain't no Hell in a Cell, lil' b*tch
I asked yo' b*tch what the f*ck does she want
And she told me to send her a Zelle, lil' b*tch
Boy, see my face and you sh*t outta luck
Pull up to your momma house to see what's up
She give me your addy, I'm shooting it up
Saw me on the news, and now she wanna f*ck
Saw me on the news, and now she want my baby
f*cking your momma and your old lady
I'm in the shadows, baby, I'ma tape it
Bloody up, drippin' down on the pavement
I knew your shawty was racist, uh
Get in the whip and we racin', uh
I get the guala and chase it, uh
I get the Glocky, erase him, uh
I'm with your little b*tch, all on my di*k
Make her do a lil' trick on a di*k, she a trick on a di*k
Make her do a lil' flip, make her split on the di*k
Make her spit on the di*k, make her spit on it, uh
That lil' b*tch suckin' the skin off my di*k
I'm LA with a b*tch, she a ten
I'm with the homies, they takin' your rims
I'm in the cou-cou-coupe, Benz
That your boy in the Ku-Ku Klux Klan
Me and the gang strapped, Taliban
We finna violate on your man
We finna make him fly, Peter Pan
[Chorus]
I get money, Mr. Krabs, okay
I know your auntie got crabs, okay
pus*y boy get attacked, okay
Hit a lil' b*tch from the back, okay
[Outro]
Can't put no rack to your head
I'ma keep that lil' rack and I'll do it myself, lil' b*tch
I'ma go find your location
You find my location, you see me in Hell, lil' b*tch
We is not fighting, no, we is not tussling
This ain't no Hell in a Cell, lil' b*tch
I asked yo' b*tch what the f*ck does she want
And she told me to send her a Zelle, lil'—