P.I.E.

What are you gonna do with those pies, boys
I can tell just by your face, you are not a klown
We knew your act was just a fraud
Before you hit the ground

You're not
Someone like me
You can't
Handle your sweets

So if you step up to this pie
Better kiss that ass goodbye
And don't you dare ask for a slice
Bitch

Come catch me walking down the street
Pie in the face for every fake-ass klown I see
Trying to flex like you can handle all this whip

You're just a bitch
Now go and wipe it off your lip
You ain't with this shit
P-I-E
Until I die

P-I-E 'til I D-I-E
Throw it in your face
Have the first one for free

Think you're fucking klown
I don't give a damn
When I'm finished with my slice
You can lick it out the pan

Think you're fucking klown
I don't give a damn
When I'm finished with my slice
You can lick it out the pan



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Writer(s): Max Scott
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