400 ft. Axel Mic Lyrics

I feel like I'm a transformer, I get this shit, I feel like a foreigner

I get this money, I'm going too stupid, I feel like I'm going too stupid

Uh, get me the top, yeah

Give me the head, yeah

Bitch, I'm ahead (Oh my God, It's Hippo)

Disrespect gang and you dead!

What's the hook? Ima freestyle it

I play with her shit like a violin

Ima just stack up this knowledge (This knowledge)

She give me good head, love her knowledge

In love with this shit, but it's violent (Ooo)

These niggas they stay on dick

They're boring as shit, and I fall asleep

I beat in her face, like fuck with me

Got 400 theories, like who's the man?

Like what is this talk? You know it's me

What is this tomfoolery?

Man, these niggas is fools to me

400, 400, 4, 4, 400

400, 400 reasons (Ooo)

And they all point to me

They all, they all point to me

Bitch, I feel like I'm a transformer, I get this shit, I feel like a foreigner

I get this money, I'm going too stupid, I feel like I'm going too stupid

Uh, get me the top, yeah

Give me the head, yeah

Bitch, I'm ahead

Disrespect gang and you dead

Hittin' the ground, yeah

I got enough to go around

I'm in that sound, this a whole 'nother level, this a whole 'nother pound

Whoa, yeah

Pound for pound, bowl for bowl

I smoke it, I toke it, I get so geeked

I'm up in space, I'ma never come down

I'm feeling like basketball

I'm Harden the way I'm stepping back and dribblin'

I'm foulin' this nigga, cause I don't give a shit about your feelings

No, I never did

I'm coming back with that flow again

Yo, bitch, she look like my hoe again

I'm stuttering, bitch

I'm stuttering, I'm off a perky

You know imma be comin', like runnin' it

What's the hook? Ima freestyle it

I play with her shit like a violin

Ima just stack up this knowledge

She give me good head, love her knowledge

In love with this shit, but it's violent (Ooo)

These niggas they stay on dick

They're boring as shit, and I fall asleep

I beat in her face, like fuck with me

Got 400 theories, like who's the man?

Like what is this talk? You know it's me

What is this tomfoolery?

Man, these niggas is fools to me

400, 400, 4, 4, 400

400, 400 reasons (Ooo)

And they all point to me

They all, they all point to me

Yeah, yeah

Who you pointing at?

Bitch, I'm pointing up, because that's where my money at

Yeah, this shit, it got me hot

Hold on, Who you-

Hold on, Where you-

Where you going?

Bitch, I'm headed to the moon, outer space

Yeah, this shit got me lazy

Nah, this shit got me geeked

I can't even feel my damn face

Got these hoes, they just acting

Yeah, these niggas act like hoes

Yeah, these niggas, they say Cap'n

Yeah, they always do the most

This beat, it's the most

Yeah, it's some art

Yeah, ain't no fart

Ima just let one rip in your face, bitch, just like a cart

Huh?

Yeah, your hoe, she don't want me

She be acting smart, but she not

I see through it, yeah

What the fuck?

What's the hook? Ima freestyle it

I play with her shit like a violin

Ima just stack up this knowledge (Woah)

She give me good head, love her knowledge

In love with this shit, but it's violent (Ooo)

These niggas they stay on dick

They're boring as shit, and I fall asleep

I beat in her face, like fuck with me

Got 400 theories, like who's the man?

Like what is this talk? It's totally me

What is this tomfoolery?

Man, these niggas is fools to me

400, 400, 4, 4, 400

400, 400 reasons (Ooo)

And they all point to me

They all, they all point to me