Pipe Down

[Verse 1: Chris Webby] I'm way too high for this I don’t got no damn time for this I'm in another dimension of consciousness I'm with Lucy in the sky where the diamond is With the LSD in my perspiration Smoking that shit that be curing patients Tuning out any person hating With the hustle, focus, and determination of a Gary Vaynerchuk And my fans are up, and they at the show, and they hands are up Untamed animal, got no handler They can’t see me, I call them Sand-a-ra Thinking outside of the Birdbox, no shit Sherlock Hella bars written in the word doc Keep my words stocked, never see my words stop I be on a wave yo, meet me at the surf shop I fuck around, I fuck around, I fuck around with these flows But don't fuck around, don't fuck around, don't fuck around with these hoes Got a couple pounds, we puffin' loud, so come around for that smoke Now come get down and get ghost Hit 'em with a little bit of Eminem, Triggaman, Killa Cam flow 'Cause I been the man, pen in hand, scribblin' notes (Let’s link man, we gotta build, fam) Um, listen man, listen man, listen man, no I’m just living in my own damn bubble, I don't want no trouble I chill and get stoned Sitting alone, so leave that bullshit back at home And zip it, ’cause I'm in my zone [Pre-Chorus: Chris Webby] Pipe down, zip it right now Pass a light 'round, light loud Blowing white clouds, out of sight, wow I've found that I’m quite high And it might sound like I'm Out my right mind Bitch, don't kill my vibe [Chorus: Chris Webby] Pipe down Hold up, wait, shut your fucking face Pipe down Hold up, wait, got no time to waste Pipe down Hold up, wait, stop, shut your fucking face Pipe down when that bass drop [Verse 2: ANoyd] I think I'm in the mood for a peanut butter jelly With a corner cut knife and a tight mouth Puttin' marijuana in a iCloud I smell it like The Rock with the eyebrow Why you gotta shirt inside-out I don't need a label To muffle to a track on the high ground Other word that you need to pipe down I'm for sure Sherlock with the pipe now Flow far out like the picture of a lighthouse Thoughts in the quill once I put the ink on it Climbing the city like King-Kong did It be knocking and I'm running with my shit, ding-dong-ditch I'm a warrior, you cling on this And I wouldn't be surprised if you ringtoned this I ain't ever once blink on this I'ma drink on this Webby, know I'm gonna shit on this You could bet a whole bathroom sink on this So I do it enjoyably We could hotbox in the bathroom, I'll bring toiletry You annoyed with me Y'all miss me more than public bathroom toilet seat I was with a chick so plastic, went to the beach and she destroyed the sea That kinda disappointed me You say, "who the best?", and they point at me Came up in the jungle where the lion from But we never get a trial run Who here like bite your tongue Don't make me the violent one Zip it like your fly undone Man pipe down when that bass drop You got me bored like a skate shop Don't be hero, tryna fake fly I'ma bury your cape up in Cape Cod [Pre-Chorus: Chris Webby] Pipe down, zip it right now Pass a light 'round, light loud Blowing white clouds, out of sight, wow I've found that I'm quite high And it might sound like I'm Out my right mind Bitch, don't kill my vibe [Chorus: Chris Webby] Pipe down Hold up, wait, shut your fucking face Pipe down Hold up, wait, got no time to waste Pipe down Hold up, wait, stop, shut your fucking face Pipe down when that bass drop