Gold Teeth (Explicit) - Blood Orange/Project Pat/Gangsta Boo/Tinashe

Lyrics by：Devonté Hynes/Project Pat/Gangsta Boo

Composed by：Devonté Hynes/Project Pat/Gangsta Boo

Yeah n***a yeah n***a

I got gold teeth n***a

I'm from the street n***a

You got some beef n***a

Yeah n***a yeah n***a

We keep the d**e cookin'

And where I'm from

Grown men don't take no a*s whoopin'

Yeah n***a yeah n***a

I got gold teeth n***a

I'm from the street n***a

You got some beef n***a

Yeah n***a yeah n***a

We keep the d**e cookin'

And where I'm from

Grown men don't take no a*s whoopin'

Yeah n***a yeah n***a

I got gold teeth n***a

I'm from the street n***a

You got some beef n***a

Yeah n***a yeah n***a

We keep the d**e cookin'

And where I'm from

Grown men don't take no a*s whoopin'

Feeling right feeling right

Feeling nice feeling nice

Feeling nice feeling nice

Check the price check the price

I'm on at night I'm on at night

Cold at night cold at night

Ignore my phone Ignore my phone

No reply no reply

Prism got prism got

Me feeling old me feeling old

Sweat it out sweat it out

Watch it go watch it go

Real bad b***hes get your a*s on the pole yeah ho

We gon' rumble in this ho yeah ho

We gon' rumble in this ho

Feeling great feeling great

B***h I'm 'bout to take a flight

Not commercial bae I'm flying private

Where you wanna go tonight

I'm thinkin' venus you be thinkin' mars

Mars

Let me secure this bag b***h I'ma hit you up tomorrow

'Cause I ain't got time for the bulls**t

Man I'm tryna get rich

P***y power

Yeah n***a yeah n***a that's the biz

That's what you ain't

I don't be smoking the dank

Feeling so high at the bank

Candy the paint

Used to be matching the gas

Used to me getting the cash

Feeling right feel alright

Feeling nice feeling nice yeah ho

Feeling nice feeling nice

Check the price b***h check the price

I'm on at night ho I'm on tonight

Cold at night man it's cold at night

Ignore my phone b***h ignore my phone

No reply no reply yeah ho

Real bad b***hes get your a*s on the pole patta

We gon' rumble in this ho

We gon' rumble in this ho ooh

Yeah n***a yeah n***a

I know they scared n***a

Choppers popping leg hitters

Coming for head

Get 'em up get 'em gone

I stay in my lane man

Diamonds in my chain man

Your b***h got that brain game

I'ma let this dick slang

All in her esophagus

Tickle in her tonsils

My pockets are monstrous

I'm just having fun with her

But you got a problem huh

She told me about this

Say your flow gon' make me rob 'em huh

452 is northern huh

Don't you make this a problem huh

We gon' rumble in this ho

We gon' rumble in this ho

Yeah n***a yeah n***a

I got gold teeth n***a

I'm from the street n***a

You got some beef n***a

Yeah n***a yeah n***a

We keep the d**e cookin'

And where I'm from

Grown men don't take no a*s whoopin'

Feeling right

Feeling nice

Feeling nice

Check the price

I'm on at night

Cold at night

Ignore phone

No reply

Yeah n***a yeah n***a

Go get your boys n***a

I bring the noise n***a

So bring your toys n***a

Yeah n***a yeah n***a

You got your drama boy

M*******a boy

I'll shoot boy