7ake & Ang3 - Mr. Krabs freestyle/Tripe

(Mr. Krabs, shut yo brick ass up, nigga)

A-All these hoes filled wit' tripe
Middle school I was wit' a dyke
M-Middle school I was never high
Middle school I barely tried
Middle school I was a sly ass nigga
High school I was a high ass nigga
12th grade I got high, nigga
11th grade I ain't got no picture

S-Sippin' Sprite when I eat dinner
If I wanted to I could be a drug dealer
I could buy some packs and flip 'em
I could buy some some gas and ship that
I could smoke some gas, I'm with that
I could pump the gas and skrt that
I could hit a nigga wit' a gat
Put that nigga on the ground 'til he flat
That nigga got a big hitbox, he fat
Hit a nigga up then I hit the street fast
Beat a nigga up like Rocky Balboa
Bitch, you not my girl, Ion know ya

Steal yo girl, I'm finna troll ya
Mr. Krabs be rockin' dough
Ya flashin' chains
It be bright as day
But I'm feelin' like Rambo when I start to spray
'Cause Mr. Sylvester be makin' that cheddar
He hit 'em like rocky, you cannot do better
'Cause when he start sockin', his fist break through metal
And if you keep talkin, then I'll push the pedal
I'll run up on yo ass
Saved you right for last
Tony Montana, you got me Scar Face mad
Thought you could hide, but I found you and I'm glad
Time to decide yo demise from that tripe that you said!

A-All these hoes filled wit' tripe
Middle school I was wit' a dyke
M-Middle school I was never high
Middle school I barely tried
Middle school I was a sly ass nigga
High school I was a high ass nigga
12th grade I got high, nigga
11th grade I ain't got no picture

Written by:
Angel Jimenez, Jacob Jimenez

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