Pipe Down! (feat. Bemer) - Chunk Boner

I'm working on dying Said you belong to the streets but the streets belong to me It's like home to me (she belongs to the streets) It's like home to me I tatted your passport up now it's lookin' like a arm sleeve Just know that was all me And when you see Chanel, I wish that's how you saw me That shit you tell Chanel, I wish that's how you called me That raw shit, that honesty, yeah You know I love you more than all them niggas put together And it's a lot of niggas trust, I put the list together And it's a lot just to assume we're meant to be together You gotta live that shit for real, you can't just say whatever You can never tell nobody that you held me down If it was ride or die then you should've been there right now So I don't get how you're yelling at me How much I gotta spend for you to pipe down? (Pipe down) How deep I gotta dig for you to pipe down? (Pipe down) All the things I've done up until right now (right now) I need a thousand pages just to write it down (write it down) Writing down these feelings, it's been overdue (overdue) Don't know how many pens it's gonna take to get over you How much I pay in for you to pipe down? (Pipe down) How deep I gotta dig for you to pipe down? Tried to run it back a hundred times The world is yours, but the city's mine I can't believe you put it on your mother's life I can't believe you told me it was ride or die 'Cause you're not here, somehow you're still alive True enough, I know you from the other side I set my expectations way too high Yeah, and I would listen to the lies that you would tell all night Angel eyes, but you've been giving me hell all night I know the book that you would write is a tell some, not a tell all Just to make sure that you well off, you a sell all rights Why does your ex think we beefin', is that man alright? That nigga can't even look at me, he fell off twice And I'm back poppin, I still remember the day I saw you I was on your ass like back pockets Niggas love to hate, but what is that stopping? So much shit I wanted to say, straight to your face 'Cause you're so two-faced, that I don't know which face You're the reason we'll be going separate ways You're the reason we cannot communicate It's not the things you say, it's what you don't say I'm not in your way, you're in your own way So I don't get how you're yelling at me How much I gotta spend for you to pipe down? (Pipe down) How deep I gotta dig for you to pipe down? (Pipe down) All the things I've done up until right now (right now) I need a thousand pages just to write it down (write it down) Writing down these feelings, it's been overdue (overdue) Don't know how many pens it's gonna take to get over you How much I pay in for you to pipe down? (Pipe down) How deep I gotta dig for you to pipe down? Baby pipe down Ooh, ooh, ooh

6 men sit with the dice and the cards Matchbox clip for the stogey cigars Roll in the crypt hope for triple the price Dish licked cleaned by fixing a slice Cap hits the head then it's all gone Now the rats in the bed smoking Paul Mall Stacking cash because my acts really dirtball Burning trash I'm attached to the curveballs Card filling up as I pray for a Yahtzee Stars run amok in the day it be sloppy Night falls down like the rain in the tropics Life turns great at the gaze of a Sonic Searching for the right means to write lyrics If I flake on the gang that's a light hearing Walk the strife of a kite with a high ceiling I would cry but I'm high rocking dry feelings Now I'm catching my groove Stepping like it's yogurt coming out of the tube Purple nugs are sticky when they hit me in my city Throat burnt like the crust of a goon Mustard in spoon throw it on the dog with the shrooms Taking trips to higher than the moon Making shit that's flier than a hybrid whipping tyrant Sporting cuts of a much rich booze 6 men sit with the dice and the cards Matchbox clip for the stogey cigars Roll in the crypt hope for triple the price Dish licked cleaned by fixing a slice Cap hits the head then it's all gone Now the rats in the bed smoking Paul Mall Stacking cash because my acts really dirtball Burning trash I'm attached to the curveballs Big bad wolf blowing down your house Feel the seat switch gauge as I change the route I'm gonna take that stage there was never a doubt That I could grow to tree from the ground of a sprout I'm locked in like I was never before I saw the devil pushing pedals spawning endless of clones I cannot settle got to rebel no benevolent flows I'm on a level so untouchable by enemy foes

Real shit they was sleeping on me But I change like the folds in the origami Paving lanes and I roll better who could stop me Chunky bold I'm a go getter you can watch me Real shit they was sleeping on me But I change like the folds in the origami Paving lanes and I roll better who could stop me Chunky bold I'm a go getter you can watch me Rolling 10 deep with the Henny on my lap Strike fear in the hearts leading any attack He weird doing art it's perennial task Steer in the car while I'm hitting the gas Lighting the Runtz Open the sack hoe I'm fighting the crumbs Rolling the bag stashing wives in the trunk Got the holes in the flag with the stripes of a skunk I'm fucking writing the drums Hoe I've been bad they tried to cage the husky up Cheddar boys is back up in this bitch and we ain't giving fucks Putting up the knuckles for a tussle with the pillager Digging holes in yards because we was up to something sinister Shrooms in the belly of a couple fucking idiots Tunes turn the party to a function with affiliates Stay inside the crib unless accompanied by Lillian I was rocking fits that I'd now consider hideous Real shit they was sleeping on me But I change like the folds in the origami Paving lanes and I roll better who could stop me Chunky bold I'm a go getter you can watch me Real shit they was sleeping on me But I change like the folds in the origami Paving lanes and I roll better who could stop me Chunky bold I'm a go getter you can watch me Since a boy I was drawing on these illustrations Like a bear I be coming out of hibernation Now the choice mine to get it generated New landscape surrounds me getting acclimated Landed in the perfect spot my moves are calculated Live the life I want and all the haters say congratulations Now I'm making moves and all you still fucking graduated Floating off a blinker like I'm Fulcrum I evaporated Walk with the chunk as my bones grow Frozone Rolling cones of blow as I choke on froyo Swing with the swag of a bouncy yo-yo Tread through the snow like a husky silk cloak Stay with the dogs and we teething milk bones They put me back to the age if Flintstones Rock with the swag of a car that's been towed Rats in the pad and they breathing mid smoke Real shit they was sleeping on me But I change like the folds in the origami Paving lanes and I roll better who could stop me Chunky bold I'm a go getter you can watch me Real shit they was sleeping on me But I change like the folds in the origami Paving lanes and I roll better who could stop me Chunky bold I'm a go getter you can watch me

I fucked Dolly Parton, I fucked Loretta Lynn I fucked Barbara Mandrill and I fucked all of her kin I fucked Minnie Pearl, I fucked Elvis Presley's little girl I fucked the Judds, I fucked the Judds My Country it won't go down, it won't go down It won't go down, it won't go down It won't go down, it won't go down It won't go down it won't go down Fucked Willie Nelson, I fucked him deep inside I fucked Elvis Presley in the bathroom where he died I fucked Dwight Yoakum Johnny Cash grabbed his ankles and he hollered when I poked him I fucked the Judds I fucked the Judds My Country it won't go down, it won't go down It won't go down, it won't go down It won't go down, it won't go down It won't go down it won't go down I fucked Alabama, I fucked the Oakridge Boys I fucked Randy Travis with a 12 inch plastic toy I fucked the cast of Hee Haw I fucked Glen Campbell I fucked him on a see saw My Country it won't go down, it won't go down It won't go down, it won't go down It won't go down, it won't go down It won't go down it won't go down