[Lyric] Piped Up (Zona Man)

[Chorus]
Do you love me 'cause I'm real or because I'm piped up?
Got some baddies that I'm feelin', hard to find the right one
I just wanna split racks with the one for sure gon' have my back
I just wanna trust her when I'm sleep, don't peel up off my stacks
I just wanna take her out her town, visit different countries
I ain't trippin' 'bout no money, we trappin' Sunday to Sunday
I ain't trippin' 'bout my ex or your ex, girl, you my next
Can't wait to spend a check on diamonds and baguettes to see her flex

[Verse]
Shawty help me hold it down, we split up the bankroll
Shawty tell me keep it neat 'cause shе know how the game go
I ain't nevеr felt no love but from my brothers in the gutter
We be sneakin', geekin', freakin', but she callin' me her brother
What up, sis? But in private, we be callin' each other bae
Send some racks through Zelle to pay her bills, that's gon' make her day
I ain't trickin', I just spend these racks for you because I care
She ain't trippin', she gon' bring her friend with her, they like to share
Ain't gon' never bring up names, and if you ask, I plead the fifth
We been on it off and on for years, deep down, you still my bitch
Shawty saw me broken, then she watched me grind up to some mils
Then she told me not to never change, I didn't, I kept it real
[Chorus]
Do you love me 'cause I'm real or because I'm piped up?
Got some baddies that I'm feelin', hard to find the right one
I just wanna split racks with the one for sure gon' have my back
I just wanna trust her when I'm sleep, don't peel up off my stacks
I just wanna take her out her town, visit different countries
I ain't trippin' 'bout no money, we trappin' Sunday to Sunday
I ain't trippin' 'bout my ex or your ex, girl, you my next
Can't wait to spend a check on diamonds and baguettes to see her flex