THEME SONG

Squidward, I don't want to go mainstream
That's just like, way too easy
I like rapping about where I'm from. I just.
Whatever, just put on a beat

Yeah, she juicy in her thong with them booty jeans on
Rockin' Louis Vuitton, you can sue me if I'm wrong, yeah
Money over pussy heres a real theme song, yeah
Tell them broke girls, back it up and be gone, yeah
Be gone, bitch, be gone, yeah
Tell them broke girls, back it up and be gone, yeah
Be gone, bitch, be gone, yeah
Tell them broke girls, back it up and be gone

I got no business with broke bitches
Your bitch dry, if I pop out then your hoe drippin
I dove in it, been four minutes
I'm in the deep end, I ain't toe-tippin
They can't see the ghost tinted
Pull up at the club like, what's up, lil' bitch
Don't scuff the kicks, don't touch the fit
Yeah, I must admit, I will fuss and bitch
If someone doesn't get those girls the fuck off of my whip
I can't take the disrespect, last time that I checked
Your budget doesn't cover what I make in a minute
Playin' my set, I know you vexed
Hypnotized by the zeros, know you're perplexed
How'd I make this off of rap? I'm like, damn, ain't that a flex, yes
This the anthem of the year
Just follow all of my steps
Broke bitches find an exit, the nearest one to your left
Guys, too, if you broke, well then follow next
Here's a shout-out to the women
Who stackin' up all them checks, lookin

Juicy in her thong with them booty jeans on
Rockin' Louis Vuitton, you can sue me if I'm wrong, yeah
Money over pussy heres a real theme song, yeah
Tell them broke girls, back it up and be gone, yeah
Be gone, bitch, be gone, yeah
Tell them broke girls, back it up and be gone, yeah
Be gone, bitch, be gone, yeah
Tell them broke girls, back it up and be gone

Tell them, back it up, or show that they stack it up
They actin' tough, you need accountants to count it
To make the cut, yeah
If you actin' up, you know that your ass is done
Like we discussed
Straight out back by the dumpster right in the dust
It's just
I don't play about my business or money
I don't get lucky
Only thing I get is sick of the thumbing
I think it cut me, you can't find me
I must be up to something, you gotta trust me
Thought I was stunting the albums coming
Just wait until I drop, I'm really comin' hot
I'd keep an eye to watch how I execute what I plot
Time is always tickin', it never stop
Why would you waste a blessing that's so precious
Stop workin' against the clock, listen
This the anthem of the year
Just follow all of my steps
Broke bitches find an exit
The nearest one to your left
Guys, too, if you broke, well then follow next
Here's a shout out to the women
Who stackin' up all them checks looking

Juicy in her thong with them booty jeans on
Rockin' Louis Vuitton, you can sue me if I'm wrong, yeah
Money over pussy heres a real theme song, yeah
Tell them broke girls, back it up and be gone, yeah
Be gone, bitch, be gone, yeah
Tell them broke girls, back it up and be gone, yeah
Be gone, bitch, be gone, yeah
Tell them broke girls, back it up and be gone