Pipe Up
Wait (Ice)
Bust down with the two tone (Uh)
Money calling shit I think I need like two phones, yuh (Yuh)
I heard yo' bitch play my new song
She wanna fuck me 'cause I get the bread like croutons
(Bitch)
(I am so done with you Lexani)
Uhh
Pour me up, pour that drank
Count it up, in my cup
Lambo truck, fuck it up
Count up bucks, spend that cash
'Bout it trust, rake it up
Booted up, piped up
Pipe up fuck
Wait (Ice)
Bust down with the two tone (Uh)
Money calling shit I think I need like two phones yuh, (Yuh)
I heard yo' bitch play my new song
She wanna fuck me 'cause I get the bread like croutons
And she gon' roll up
And we gon' pour up
And she gon' show up
You know (No)
Ay what's the hold up
We never slow up
Get blue no Yoda
You know
Pour me up, pour that drank
Count it up, in my cup
Lambo truck, fuck it up
Count up bucks, spend that cash
'Bout it trust, rake it up
Booted up, piped up
Pipe up fuck (Fuck)
(Bitch)
And she gon slide for a minute my way
Cole Bennett how I never miss a shot when I play
Swerving switching lanes suicide doors sideways
She ain't fucking now
But she down on Friday (She ain't fucking, she ain't sucking me)
(Uh)
I ain't running you all fold
Get the money get the gold
All the ice on me I'm frozen (Froze)
I ain't switching what you know
Like a swisher on a roll
My shit's what's switched up on a stove yeah
Pour me up
Count it up
Lambo truck (Truck)
Count up bucks
'Bout it trust
Booted up
Pipe up fuck (Fuck)
Bust down with the two tone (Uh)
Money calling shit I think I need like two phones, yuh (Yuh)
I heard yo' bitch play my new song
She wanna fuck me 'cause I get the bread like croutons
(Bitch)
(I am so done with you Lexani)
Uhh
Pour me up, pour that drank
Count it up, in my cup
Lambo truck, fuck it up
Count up bucks, spend that cash
'Bout it trust, rake it up
Booted up, piped up
Pipe up fuck
Wait (Ice)
Bust down with the two tone (Uh)
Money calling shit I think I need like two phones yuh, (Yuh)
I heard yo' bitch play my new song
She wanna fuck me 'cause I get the bread like croutons
And she gon' roll up
And we gon' pour up
And she gon' show up
You know (No)
Ay what's the hold up
We never slow up
Get blue no Yoda
You know
Pour me up, pour that drank
Count it up, in my cup
Lambo truck, fuck it up
Count up bucks, spend that cash
'Bout it trust, rake it up
Booted up, piped up
Pipe up fuck (Fuck)
(Bitch)
And she gon slide for a minute my way
Cole Bennett how I never miss a shot when I play
Swerving switching lanes suicide doors sideways
She ain't fucking now
But she down on Friday (She ain't fucking, she ain't sucking me)
(Uh)
I ain't running you all fold
Get the money get the gold
All the ice on me I'm frozen (Froze)
I ain't switching what you know
Like a swisher on a roll
My shit's what's switched up on a stove yeah
Pour me up
Count it up
Lambo truck (Truck)
Count up bucks
'Bout it trust
Booted up
Pipe up fuck (Fuck)
Credits
Writer(s): Micah Trejo
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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