Tyler, The Creator’s open practice continues as he tip toes over “R.I.P.” by Playboi Carti (who he wanted to get on his Flower Boy cut “November”). “im practicing in front of yall putting verses on random shit, its fun, im in a pocket. shout out to early wayne drought tapes and p in my mind the prequel tape. very hyped yall like it,” he tweeted earlier this week.

“TIPTOE” follows Tyler’s remixes of Lil Baby and Drake’s “Yes Indeed” (“Bronco“), Jacquees’ “No Validation” (“Gelato“) and Kanye and Cudi’s “Kids See Ghosts” (“Crust In Their Eyes“), to name just a few.

Listen below…

Tyler, The Creator “TipToe” Lyrics:

i tip toe in this bitch
everybody got opinions every got tips
tell them twitter finger niggas they can cancel my dick hmm
i tip toe in this hoe
somebody tell the devil that im knocking at the door
in my mansion
salsa dancing
smile on my face
im so handsome
i was edgy
now its fetti i get
my backyard? oh thats the Getty
i was in the garden couldnt fathom
it was snakes in the grass but i couldnt grab em
focus on the eve nah i was focused the green,
in the trees with binoculars
looking for an adam
lemme tell ya i got dreams to sell ya
cause yall reek of backwoods and some future failures
we was working deals out finalizing hurdles
yall was out in paris dick riding Virgil
hope them insta photos kept you cool in coach
clout yeah, oh you out here?
oh you network, where’s your self worth?
you niggas dick ride till your neck hurt
but nigga we ok
boy better know BBK
you want war then im GI JOE
you get cooked nigga BBQ
i diplo and go MIA
and skate off like a T.I role
niggas pretend to be boss
you signed a 360 you lost
that 400 for the exhaust
——— mean with walk
tell them black boys, to just be,
tell them never stop!
yeah we all moving, but you aint gotta put us in box
we can paint we can, make, whatever
we can Lady Bird, we can Baby Boy whatever
movie setta you chose just try to do better
and dont let em stretch you too thin new leather
666 when we bag em hmmm
yall aint even know about the madam, hmmm
you can get the packet with the atoms, boom
summer just got a lil heater, yeah
flower boy gold no gimmicks, i joke
and i aint have to fuck akadimiks to post
no radio play like once, or so
no single video went viral, i know
swear yall got the keys i play piano stop
nigga im the ammo in the glock
church pants sandles with the socks
u niggas done you better get the mop
no violence
curly hair bound to

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