STD (Mr Swags diss) Songtext
von Glorb

Fuck you, your formula, and your dumb bitch of a daughter, Krabs
Gang!

Young enough to die and I′m rich enough to fuck
Yeah, came from the bottom, baby, I'm not getting stuck
We sip lean by the liter like woowoowoowoo
We sip lean by the liter like woowoowoowoo
Yeah, cooking king crab on the stove with a formula
Whipping Lamborghini in Bikini tryna run it up
Sippin′ on that leany while I'm leaning out the passenger
Poppin' up on Krabs like paparazzi, I′ma snap him up


It′s like it's Biggie versus Tupac, yuh
It′s no biggie I smoke two packs, uh
My shit is cold, it's a new track, brrr
I own the city and they knew that (knew that)
I′m eating burgers made of light, yeah (light, yeah)
This my buzz and this my lightyear
Fuck this bitch, I'm with my woody, I′m the kid just like I'm Cudi
Mr. Krabs, you know I'm right here
My bitch don′t rag, she a PC
I got the Mac, I press delete
I press the trigger at a Krab
And I′m itchin' for that cash, like I had an STD
You not a Krab, you a rat boy
Talkin to police, huh? Fat boy
I catch him when he lackin′ out in traffic
Yeah, my choppa automatic so you know it's gonna clap, boy
I got pearls on my neck, I′m at the Chum Bucket
I got Pearl givin' neck, ′cause she a cum bucket
You already sucked this dick, bitch, you can't unsuck it
Your dad a Krab and I'm a demon, he should run from me

Young enough to die and I′m rich enough to fuck
Yeah, came from the bottom, baby, I′m not getting stuck
We sip lean by the liter like woowoowoowoo
We sip lean by the liter like woowoowoowoo
Yeah, cooking king crab on the stove with a formula
Whipping Lamborghini in Bikini tryna run it up
Sippin' on that leany while I′m leaning out the passenger
Poppin' up on Krabs like paparazzi, I′ma snap him up