letra de pipe down - r3 da chilliman
[intro]
i’m on rodeo drive shoppin’ with that nickel on me
(thank you, gg)
[chorus]
i’m on rodeo drive shoppin’ with that nickel on me (on god)
i popped you, my lil’ bro prolly popped your homie (pop, pop)
i’m in neiman marcus f-ckin’ me a bag up (i’m spendin’)
you wanna learn how to ball, you should have asked us (asked 3)
hands on the rollie don’t glow ’cause that sh-t fake (it’s fake)
if i get any weird feelin’, i’ma up drac’ (i’ma up it)
you see the tats in the head? n-gga, that’s my style (that’s me)
the chop’ the same size as my leg, you better pipe down (lil’ boy)
[verse 1]
you still gettin’ petty money, better level up (poor n-gga)
pressure can make a diamond, pressure can make your gun bust
you know you think of 3’s when you think of top rank
all that tough sh-t, i hop out and get him spanked (get him spanked)
i’m 3 with real tris, got me in this b-tch surfin’
i be all in neiman’s, on rodeo, i be splurgin’
you know my b-tch frozen on ice like she elsa
i got b-tches still obsessed with me like i’m elba (elsae)
[chorus]
i’m on rodeo drive shoppin’ with that nickel on me (on god)
i popped you, my lil’ bro prolly popped your homie (pop, pop)
i’m in neiman marcus f-ckin’ me a bag up (i’m spendin’)
you wanna learn how to ball, you should have asked us (asked 3)
hands on the rollie don’t glow ’cause that sh-t fake (it’s fake)
if i get any weird feelin’, i’ma up drac’ (i’ma up it)
you see the tats in the head? n-gga, that’s my style (that’s me)
the chop’ the same size as my leg, you better pipe down (lil’ boy)
[verse 2]
a real stunner, been stuntin’, i ain’t new to this (that’s me)
twenty thousand in my pocket with the blue strips (uh-huh)
girl scout or exotic what i’m smokin’ on
i pop sh-t when i get mad, you should leave me ‘lone (leave me ‘lone)
a three tris in my cup, this sh-t so muddy
just spent that twenty in the store, but please don’t judge me (it ain’t nothin’)
i heard the opps all broke, but i still buy diamonds (huh)
the lights in the room off, but i’m in here shinin’ (i’m shinin’)
[chorus]
i’m on rodeo drive shoppin’ with that nickel on me (on god)
i popped you, my lil’ bro prolly popped your homie (pop, pop)
i’m in neiman marcus f-ckin’ me a bag up (i’m spendin’)
you wanna learn how to ball, you should have asked us (asked 3)
hands on the rollie don’t glow ’cause that sh-t fake (it’s fake)
if i get any weird feelin’, i’ma up drac’ (i’ma up it)
you see the tats in the head? n-gga, that’s my style (that’s me)
the chop’ the same size as my leg, you better pipe down (lil’ boy)
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