What the? Hey man I think you got the wrong beat (No I don't!) So you sampling the song from SpongeBob?(Sure did!) Hey, oh, ok, ok I'm with it now. Yeah, yeah. I gotta count up, count up, count up all these racks I made today. If you ain't talking 'bout money, man, get out my damn face I got cash, cash, cash means money into my bank. If you ain't gonna dance for cash lil' mama than you will not get paid. I'm gon' blow ten grand. These bands will make her dance. Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', to the money like. I'm SpongeBob. Just like he knew the Krabby Patty formula. I just be cookin' up straight bars. Getting that cash like I'm Mr. Krabs. I might go down by the bank tomorrow. You ain't go do nun', you stupid. Don't know what I'm doing. I feel like I'm Patrick Star. Thats that– We gon' slow right there. And nobody can end me. But back on topic, topic, topic. Get the top down, lock it. Like I got a bad thang waiting on me, yeah, yeah. Started flexing on the 'gram here we go, yeah. You're just wasting your time, baby. Ay, stop that lyin', baby. Get on your grind, baby. That flexin' ain't gon' help, baby. I had to call you out, yo. I had to call you out, yo. Had to call you out, yo. HOLY TONY GONE!