Rasaq - I'm Tip Down lyrics

[Rasaq] I tip down, grippin' on pine Sour apple caddie wine berry overline Paint on shine, reclined on swine Slab in slow-mo, but my rims on rewind The block won't mind, trunk blow from behind Open up the fist see the glow and design, man So throw'd you can hate em', rose gold in the rotation Shoulder blade and dislocation, when I'm swangin' bones is achin' Boys wanna hate me but I don't borrow Prolly cuz my diamonds shinin' on they darling 24's crawlin', ya boy is ballin' 5th wheel wiggle like the fin on a dolphin Sittin' on diss but the words out my lips I go hard in the paint, I can make the beat skip I go fed off the head, stack my bread Never scared threaten me get infra-red and I throw lead I'm that boy mayne, I'm in that toy mayne Flip-flop paint when I slide watch that toy change Stay on my grind, stay on the pine That's why my gold's shine and you blind all the time I be comin' down, all my girls fine They call me M&M's I got red, yella's and browns, man.. I be comin' down, I be tippin' down [Hook - Chamillionaire] You can tell I'm tippin' down Rims spinnin' in rewind Top is up I let it down From that H-Town to yo town, we tippin' down You can tell I'm tippin' down How my trunk is showin' surround Ask them how they like me now From that H-Town to yo town, we tippin' down [Chamillionaire] I tip down, bangin' underground Clear coats on shine Prisma drippin' off like slime I tip down, at Action number 9 Tell the diamonds drip down From my spine to the ground When are you gon' sign Stop worryin' bout mine Put ya mouth to use and give my spinners a spit-shine If yall don't mind, please don't talk down Put the 9 to your mind and blow ya mind outta ya mind, man n***as gon' hate but they can't wait Some claimin' they real really they fake And ride in the slab spent a day shakin' Speakers keep breakin' the playstation It's Akeem, also known as the King Zeem-Zeem sour beam my screens pop up on the scene Well what are you watchin'?, tell the truth it don't matter Shout out to J-Mack, Mella Mac and the Mad Hatter Spreewell's standin' on the ladder Squash the cheddar ain't on my level The plex can't get settled Pop the trunk and I get metal You can leave Jamaica Make a run move and I break ya One-Two, breaker, breaker My plane fleein' to Jamaica Break ya neck I'mma day shaker No luck I play with sk**s After playin' sk**s after the game I'm payin' bills Midwest say I'm real, the South say I'm trill Step out the Cheville still holdin' my woodwheel Stop at IHOP ain't never gon' pay the bill Carrots in my mouth I'm already havin' a good meal Northside fa'real, mm man, hold up man Ro, Twin where yall at, yall gotta tip down with me man [Hook - Chamillionaire] You can tell I'm tippin' down Rims spinnin' in rewind Top is up I let it down From that H-Town to yo town, we tippin' down You can tell I'm tippin' down How my trunk is showin' surround Ask them how they like me now From that H-Town to yo town, we tippin' down