Lyrics 400 (feat. Axel Mic) - Moementum

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