Bikini Bottom Lyrics

[Intro]
His shit kinda, kinda make me feel like I'm at Bikini Bottom
You know, even though I'm at the top right now, I don't know
Yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
I'm below the water right now, waitin' on that text to say, "I'm next"
f*ck these niggas, know they hate it when I flex, uh (Bossman, you went crazy on this one)
I remember we ain't have a pot to piss, my momma she was stressed
DJ trapped in Brentwood, he was tryna collect (FAS, you made it), nigga, we had debt
It was times I don't remember where we slept
But I knew that we done made it out the 'jects (Yeah)
And my nephew daddy locked up in the feds
Can't pick the phone up, we ain't have enough for collect
[Chorus]
Nigga, this is not Bikini Bottom
I done made it to the top, I got 'em
I was raised with the killers and the robbers
All that pain, I felt a lot of
Push me to the top, now nigga I'm on top of the world
I can finally cop the diamonds and pearls
That's for my girl, yeah
'Cause I don't give a f*ck, I don't wanna have sets
All these niggas wanna do is just have sex
I don't be on all that
My motivation, Sneak, he died from a wreck
When he was livin', he was at these niggas necks (Yeah)
Believe that

[Verse]
Way before I let the pain just come and go
All my peers was kickin' doors
I was on that field, for real, they'll let you know
I been popular my whole life, nigga, I been had the hoes When the fame came, ain't do nothin' but add more, yeah
Sleepin' on pallets at my granny crib ain't wakin' up for breakfast
Or top of the ponds where I stole the Lexus
I was still the same nigga, that's all I'm sayin', you get the message
One of the realest that's out my section (Yeah)
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm below the water right now, waitin' on that text to say, "I'm next"
f*ck these niggas, know they hate it when I flex, uh
I remember we ain't have a pot to piss, my momma she was stressed
DJ trapped in Brentwood, he was tryna collect, nigga, we had debt
It was times I don't remember where we slept
But I knew that we done made it out the 'jects (Yeah)
And my nephew daddy locked up in the feds
Can't pick the phone up, we ain't have enough for collect

[Chorus]
Nigga, this is not Bikini Bottom
I done made it to the top, I got 'em
I was raised with the killers and the robbers
All that pain, I felt a lot of
Push me to the top, now nigga I'm on top of the world
I can finally cop the diamonds and pearls
That's for my girl, yeah
'Cause I don't give a f*ck, I don't wanna have sets
All these niggas wanna do is just have sex
I don't be on all that
My motivation, Sneak, he died from a wreck
When he was livin', he was at these niggas necks
Believe that

[Instrumental Outro]

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