Ride the Pine

That's how she, that's how she do
Yeah, and they won, then what else?
Cheez!

If I get any more motherfuckin' help from the internet
Then I bet I'ma be on top of my game
Just like a twister match, shit is wack
Giving me advice over this and that
Here, just take my dog, truck, house
And come and write my raps

Save all that guidance for something worthwhile
Like tellin' Nick Cannon he should make his first child
Tellin' marathon runners to quit after the third mile
Telling lady GaGa she should wear diverse styles
Y'all some "Al Bundy's" on the couch grumpy
Talkin' bout "Honey, look at these talentless bums
It's all about money."

Uncle Rico's, Curry swag and Shack free throws
Running your pie hole 'til your eye swoll
Don Flaminco
Zero zone, plinko I got you all, thanks
Keep the barking down like Bassett hounds
With the small leg it's a mess in y'all heads
Like playing checkers all red
You ain't see field of dreams?
All your cornballs dead motherfucker

I've been looking for a reason today
I got a hundred motherfuckers always running their face
A bunch of armchair quarterbacks can't get in the game
How the fuck you gonna call plays
All the time?
When all you do is ride the pine

The next man saying, "Let's work"
Better have an equal to or greater than net worth
That or better put your fucking hand in your bitch purse
'Cause you want a verse?
We gonna need to get them chips first
Boy, this ain't no charity case
I hate to make it one and your parents can say
"Why you ain't playing, my son"?
But, we both know you gon' go to the plate
With your elbows down and your knees gonna shake
Do a little window shopping 'cause you're never going to swing
And excuses are the only stat you ever gonna make

Oh, no, you hold the shit out of a clipboard, though
Grab a Gatorade and sit with coach
When this is over we can get you home
And you can watch the tape and not debate
The bench has just got your name
I got to say "It's best for you not to play"
Hey

I've been looking for a reason today
I got a hundred motherfuckers always running their face
A bunch of armchair quarterbacks can't get in the game
How the fuck you gonna call plays
All the time?
When all you do is ride the pine

Pine riding
Splinters in your dick skin
Big talk, but you never really got a win
All your life, all you give is advice
Never won a fucking thing
You too nervous to try fuck that, get back
Wash your mouth with a Brillo dick so soft
Fuck your girl with a dildo
But for real, though looking like a dumb fuck
Say you're really good but you bettin' on dumb luck

Do yourself a favor get some education
Get off these nuts and stop the masturbation
Looking like a bitch when you bumpin' your gums
Hey, you 30 years old and still live with your mom
Everything you do is dumb all decisions are bad
I'ma build a time machine bitch is going to be rad
I'm a sharpen up the past cut the nuts off your dad
Save the planet from your mouth now your momma not sad

I've been looking for a reason today
I got a hundred motherfuckers always running their face
A bunch of armchair quarterbacks can't get in the game
How the fuck you gonna call plays
All the time?
When all you do is ride the pine
All you do is ride the pine
All you do is ride the pine

All you do is ride the pine
All you do is ride the pine