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That ain't really loud
Couldn't raise his voice 'cause his wind gone
Niggas sound like Reggie
(Already, ran through already)
(Nigga goin' in, fuck it)

Pray to the pipe, (fuck it) I slide deep inside
Not too deep, not too shallow, I'm mindful of size
She chock full of my swipe, like a capsule sealed tight
With that substance you need, start a family tonight
Big body Merc, LED lights and it's all overprice
The dollar been cheap than a bitch
Tuberose and tulips
On the boxes you're in
From the holes in your skin
Hit the road and get rich
Or stay home and get broke
It's your choice in the end
Yeah they watching my fence
Like they next to my kin
Like they paid by the pope
Got some priests by the door




Frisk the demons before they step into my glow
Oh my my
Get it, get it
Line by Line Meaning

That ain't really loud
That doesn't have much impact or significance


Couldn't raise his voice 'cause his wind gone
Unable to speak up because his power or influence is diminished


Niggas sound like Reggie
People sound like they're imitating or copying someone else named Reggie


(Already, ran through already)
Already exhausted or used up


(Nigga goin' in, fuck it)
The person is fully committed or determined to pursue something


Pray to the pipe, (fuck it) I slide deep inside
Performing a ritual or relying on a substance for satisfaction


Not too deep, not too shallow, I'm mindful of size
Being cautious and aware of the level of involvement


She chock full of my swipe, like a capsule sealed tight
She is filled with the impact or influence of his actions, tightly contained


With that substance you need, start a family tonight
With that necessary element or requirement, you can begin a new chapter in your life


Big body Merc, LED lights and it's all overprice
A luxurious and expensive car with extravagant features


The dollar been cheap than a bitch
The value of money has significantly decreased


Tuberose and tulips
Referring to two types of flowers, possibly symbolizing beauty or delicacy


On the boxes you're in
Symbolizing the confined or limited nature of someone's situation


From the holes in your skin
Referring to physical or emotional wounds


Hit the road and get rich
Choosing to pursue success or wealth through traveling or taking action


Or stay home and get broke
Choosing inaction or complacency, resulting in financial decline


It's your choice in the end
Ultimately, the decision is up to you


Yeah they watching my fence
People are keeping a close eye on my surroundings or boundaries


Like they next to my kin
As if they are family or closely associated with me


Like they paid by the pope
Like they are being financially supported or influenced by a higher authority


Got some priests by the door
Having some influential people or protectors at the entrance


Frisk the demons before they step into my glow
Checking or searching for negative influences or harmful entities before they enter my presence or space


Oh my my
Expressing surprise, awe, or realization


Get it, get it
Encouraging or exclaiming excitement about obtaining or achieving something




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Christopher Breaux, Joe Thornalley

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@marcosviniciuspezzin765

[Intro]
That ain't really loud
Couldn't raise his voice 'cause his wind gone
Niggas sound like Reggie
(Already, ran through already
Nigga goin' in, fuck it)

[Verse]
Pray to the pipe, (fuck it) I slide deep inside
Not too deep, not too shallow, I'm mindful of size
She chock full of my swipe, like a capsule sealed tight
With that substance you need, start a family tonight
Big body Merc, LED lights and it's all overprice
The dollar been cheap than a bitch
Tuberose and tulips
On the boxes you're in, from the holes in your skin
Hit the road and get rich or stay home and get broke
It's your choice in the end
Yeah they watching my fence, like they next to my kin
Like they paid by the pope, got some priests by the door
Frisk the demons before they step into my glow
Oh my my
Get it, get it



All comments from YouTube:

@lauraclarke4133

the last segment of the song when the beat drops just feels so good

@MattmanDavidson

That’s when I shift gears driving and speed up with the volume maxed out

@lauraclarke4133

@@MattmanDavidson hit lightspeed bro

@hoodlumandrew1749

heaven

@emomu

perfect way to end the album <3

@suggokinawa8924

Break my back twerking to it 🤠

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@lukeloeffler8032

most underrated song off endless
also the aesthetic/visuals are dope

@schoolboykaelin3970

This is the kind of shit that fascinates me. Like how the fuck do you create these noises and why does it sound so good

@jaywithacube5619

I swear to god. Like how did he’s brain do that

@capespring.

ask vegyn

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