Pipe Down

[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 fuckin' 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 shit 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? Nigga, 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 nigga)
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 shit, I hop out and get him spanked (Get him spanked)
I'm 3 with real Tris, got me in this bitch surfin'
I be all in Neiman's, on Rodeo, I be splurgin'
You know my bitch frozen on ice like she Elsa
I got bitches 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 fuckin' 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 shit 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? Nigga, 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 shit when I get mad, you should leave me 'lone (Leave me 'lone)
A three Tris in my cup, this shit 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 fuckin' 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 shit 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? Nigga, that's my style (That's me)
The chop' the same size as my leg, you better pipe down (Lil' boy)