It's storytime...again

[Chorus]

He be on some snitching tricks (Uhuh, Uhuh)

He will learn what snitches get (Stitches, stitches)

Point 'em out, point 'em out (Point 'em out, point 'em out)

We got him figured out

[Verse 1]

Sitting alone in my cell

No one's gonna post my bail

Orange clothes, one window, always gotta be on my toes

There goes another riot, we call them festivals

Run up on me and you'll get hit, you'll need some medicals

It's like a jungle in this penitentiary (Penitentiary)

RIP to you if you're mе enemy (RIP)

Don't test my mеntality, you might end up like Kennedy

Without a documentary, erasing your identity

[Chorus]

He be on some snitching tricks

We know what stitches get (Stitches, stitches, stitches, stitches)

He be out there spilling beans

Gonna find out what it really means (Stitches, stitches, stitches, stitches)

[Verse 2]

I've been in my cell, pugnaciously waiting

Plotting and pacing, SpongeBob, you need some patience

There goes another riot, tonight I'm breaking out of this jail

I don't care about surveillance

There goes my cell door

Adios, salutations

Sneak through the crowd, good thing it's populated

You see, I thought about this

I made preparations

While the CO's hiding, praying

I'm slipping through the gates and

[Verse 3]

Run through the empty cell block

I can't kill time, I don't waste clocks

Feelin' so dope, no pill pop

Can't let go, like my jaw's locked

No cops in my sight

I won't stop

Then, to find my Old Glock

I carry that heat like a stovetop

Guards see the sponge, now they're so shocked

They let me pass, no royalty

Wipe it off the record, no lawyer needed

The warden gave me the authority, to walk through the gates so joyfully

[Verse 4; YourBoySponge, AyYoPatrick, Both]Patrick outside with the Hellcat fish

Hey SpongeBob! I missed you clique

Packed you a fit so you can look crisp

Wish we had time to reminisce, but now it's time to catch a snitch

Heard his name is Brock, he lives at the end of the block

We can go now if you want, he lives with his aunt

I'll take you to his spot

We'll park outside the lawn (yuh)

And we can go and haunt

[Verse 5]

His crib like I'm Casper

Boy I'm not no actor, please don't make us act up

Me and my homie strapped up, please don't put it past us

I ain't here to discuss, I came here to discuss

I crazy you don't distrust, put him down like a sick pup, blow him up like Mrs. Puff

Turn him into snitch dust

Do it in a quick rush

Turn him into snitch dust

Oxidize him, quick rust

Turn him into snitch dust

TURN HIM INTO SNITCH DUST!

[Bridge]

It's about to get Real Shady, please stand up

Last time he saw me, SpongeBob was in handcuffs

Now he better man up

Call me Calluses cuz it's about to get mad rough

Kicked down his door, the boy was sleeping

Now he recognized me, now the boy is tweaking

He then gets to speaking

[Verse 5; Brock, YourBoySponge]

"Mr. Sponge! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to go squealing!"

"I know I'm a heathen, and right now you got me freaking"

No more pleading, I am tired of this meeting

I came seeking for revenge, wanna see you bleeding

Now let's get to reaping

[Chorus]

He be on snitching tricks

We know what snitches get (Stitches, stitches, stitches, stitches)

Point 'em out, point 'em out (Point 'em out, point 'em out, point 'em out)

The boy got laid out