pipe down Lyrics – 4400dy
Singer: 4400dy
Title: pipe down
What do you desire? 4400 taliban
Switch his #ss, flip his #ss
She wanna f#ck ’cause i been the man, been him
In my bag, back 〈.?.〉
Every beat b#tch, i just get to trim
Money blowin’ like the wind
I’m f#ckin’ this ho, and this bih gave me some grin
Five percent my tint, no you can’t see in
Me and lil’ ish, we be f#ckin’ on twins
I just wan’ go amg up the benz
b#tch, i’m just tryna get you and yo’ friend
b#tch, can you just take the hint?
If you cross me then you fin’ get hit
Frrrr, g-lock, it came wit’ a switch
Lean in my cup, my kidney f#cked
My b#tch get so pissed
I’m f#ckin’ this ho, but i could do better
She f#ckin’ me, she can’t do better
You f#ckin’ the goat, ho you better know
If you f#ck wit’ me better feel special
Might go bust down plain for my b#tch wit’ no bezel
I still might go margiela sweater
Glock wit’ a switch, i’m a real trendsetter
I might go 〈.?.〉 on a tesla
And i don’t write sh#t, but this a lil’ letter for my ho
Just stay on ten, stick to my code
Got a bad b#tch, she so sexual
If i hurt you baby, not intentional
And she suck me so messy like soccer goal
I done f#cked on this ho and all kind of hoes
And this ho, don’t know about my other hoes
If you come here you f#ckin’ my brother ho
Oh, she off the roxy, she lookin’ exotic
She hot, she touchin’ her body
She mine, she f#ckin’ all on me
Wit’ my guys, we keep sticks like the army
Ain’t worried ’bout sh#t on unc
And she wanna f#ck, let’s f#ck
〈.?.〉 puttin’ my mans
b#tch, i ain’t trappin’ again
b#tch i’m back in my bag yeah, i’m rappin’ again
I’m clutchin’ this stick, let’s get active again
Taliban, i’m the man, hit the ho off the spam
Did this sh#t ’cause i can, rip mary, man
All on my shoulder i’m still feelin’ yo’ hands
Yo’ mans got no bands
Why the f#ck i give this ho a chance?
Don’t fall in love wit’ a ho, man
She probably gon’ be on some sh#t again
Wildin’ all out for yo’ friend
Just pipe down b#tch, i see you
If i eat then you eat too
Got this ho watchin’ every move
And we clutchin’ these sticks, we got every tool
We got pints on pints, chew like food
Got this ho wet like a swimming pool
If you cross me once then it’s f#ck you
Switch his #ss, flip his #ss
She wanna f#ck ’cause i been the man, been him
In my bag, back 〈.?.〉
Every beat b#tch, i just get to trim
Money blowin’ like the wind
I’m f#ckin’ this ho, and this bih gave me some grin
Five percent my tint, no you can’t see in
Me and lil’ ish, we be f#ckin’ on twins
I just wan’ go amg up the benz
b#tch, i’m just tryna get you and yo’ friend
b#tch, can you just take the hint?
If you cross me then you fin’ get hit
Frrrr, g-lock, it came wit’ a switch
Lean in my cup, my kidney f#cked
My b#tch get so pissed
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