[Intro: Travis Thompson]

I tell them that I need it and I need it right now

Quiet little kids still smoking on loud

They ain't making money, then I tell them pipe down

Cuz I'm riding looking bummy

But I still get Wiped down

Wiped Down, Wiped Down

They ain't making money tell them;

Pipe Down, Pipe Down, Pipe Down

And if she really want it she get Piped Down

[Verse 1: Travis Thompson]

Okay I'm dipped up when I dip out

Got slick shit on my wrist now

I'm ugly, bummy, chubby but I still bust in your sis' mouth

Y'all checked in and I'm checked out

Next up, and you left out

Stressin' and I'm blessed how

I sign your ass on my chest now

Got something thick on my arm

Stains on all of my fists

Shaking car with that porn

Then boba tea with your bitch

Got a scraper rollin' down the 5

And an L to start the day

Honey Mustard on my Levi's

Bet she top me on the way

My white tee from Costco

Get waffles at Rosco's

When we down in LA

My back stroke on bronze though

Still breaking apartment pools with girl's I knew since 7th grade

You let us smoke for free because she cute

And nah, I can't relate

Losers talking grinding like it's something

Bitch, you supposed to work

Did this show for free but bet she fuck the chubby opener

I know it hurts, I know my work

Don't check and don't talk to me

Cuz words ain't shit, unless it's commas coming

Guess I must repeat

[Hook: Travis Thompson]

I tell them that I need it and I need it right now

Quiet little kids still smoking on loud

They ain't making money, then I tell them pipe down

Cuz I'm riding looking bummy

But I still get wiped down

Wiped Down, Wiped Down

They ain't making money tell them;

Pipe Down, Pipe Down, Pipe Down

And if she really want it she get Piped Down

[Verse 3: Michael Christmas]

Pipe her, down

Mario, Bros

Running through Wendy's

With my woes

Get so fucked up

Can't feel my nose

Me and my bitch

We yo goals

Gotta gang of pizza rolls

I might get one dipped in gold

Just to be like my neck froze

Nate Dog, area codes

[Verse 4: Michael Christmas]

Cuz it get as hot as Arizona

Bitch I'm Nelly take your clothes off

It don't take but a few dollars and a sub to get these flows off

And a size by Tina Fey, dot, dot, dot

Bein' bae, dot, dot, dot

I'll be Jay, she be, Beyonce

A normal is what they say til these niggas bring they clips

They question if I'm in their hood still

Like my nigga that's the wrist

Don't even wake me before 1 unless you made a pot of grits

If you ain't, then you got 3 seconds

Better run bitch (tick, tick, tick, tick, tick)

[Hook: Travis Thompson]

I tell them that I need it and I need it right now

Quiet little kids still smoking on loud

They ain't making money, then I tell them pipe down

Cuz I'm riding looking bummy

But I still get wiped down

Wiped Down, Wiped Down

They ain't making money tell them;

Pipe Down, Pipe Down, Pipe Down

And if she really want it she get Piped Down