Pipes
I don't really got patience damn
I don't play hard, but I got plans
Fuck fake love, I got fans
And I got grams, if you want some
I spit slow, fuck a Tommy gun
Fuck a Tommy gun, I don't carry pipes
Just kept the score, clean call me Carey Price
I'm a hockey player, so I got ice
Fuck that joint, did you roll it right
Did you roll it right
Just met this girl yeah, just the other night
She don't fuck with the vision I'm making
I'm just in my room fried and I'm baking
Damn, that's how my day went
Just popped out with new tracks that's how my day's spent
Call that girl Liu Kang, cause I'm tryna kick it
I said just come over I'm tryna hit it
And quit it
I don't want no love unless I can feel it
I just popped out damn you know I just killed it
I heard the verdict but I got some privilege
I build new bridges before I can burn em
I'm a funny white guy, Bo Burnham
I don't play hard, but I got plans
Fuck fake love, I got fans
And I got grams, if you want some
I spit slow, fuck a Tommy gun
Fuck a Tommy gun, I don't carry pipes
Just kept the score, clean call me Carey Price
I'm a hockey player, so I got ice
Fuck that joint, did you roll it right
Money move left to right, like clockwork
She's so fine, what's the head worth
Babytron, Imma ball Shuttlesworth
I don't pass it, I run it first
Damn babe know your worth
I just see you fucking with some guys that ain't put you first
I just see you fucking with some shit that I ain't see on
I'm not ready to battle about this, no Pokemon
I don't play hard, but I got plans
Fuck fake love, I got fans
And I got grams, if you want some
I spit slow, fuck a Tommy gun
Fuck a Tommy gun, I don't carry pipes
Just kept the score, clean call me Carey Price
I'm a hockey player, so I got ice
Fuck that joint, did you roll it right
Did you roll it right
Just met this girl yeah, just the other night
She don't fuck with the vision I'm making
I'm just in my room fried and I'm baking
Damn, that's how my day went
Just popped out with new tracks that's how my day's spent
Call that girl Liu Kang, cause I'm tryna kick it
I said just come over I'm tryna hit it
And quit it
I don't want no love unless I can feel it
I just popped out damn you know I just killed it
I heard the verdict but I got some privilege
I build new bridges before I can burn em
I'm a funny white guy, Bo Burnham
I don't play hard, but I got plans
Fuck fake love, I got fans
And I got grams, if you want some
I spit slow, fuck a Tommy gun
Fuck a Tommy gun, I don't carry pipes
Just kept the score, clean call me Carey Price
I'm a hockey player, so I got ice
Fuck that joint, did you roll it right
Money move left to right, like clockwork
She's so fine, what's the head worth
Babytron, Imma ball Shuttlesworth
I don't pass it, I run it first
Damn babe know your worth
I just see you fucking with some guys that ain't put you first
I just see you fucking with some shit that I ain't see on
I'm not ready to battle about this, no Pokemon
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Writer(s): Jack Selby
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