"GLASS TEETH" lyrics
Hoo, uh
Hoo, hoo
Yup
Hoo, hoo
Yup
Hoo, hoo
Let me hear this shit, fox
Yeah, you know it's real hard
I ain't even gon' lie to you, fox, that shit hard
Got a fuckin' pony front room for a party
Let Flavor Flav host it
Got two, three, four K's in Goyard bags
Killers ain't lettin' you touch me
You a fuckboy, heard you throwin' your flag
These new young niggas disgusting
He another gang, nigga, swap the rag
He everything reppin'
Niggas say they lookin' for me, how? Wind blowin' through my dreads on the yacht
They say let's do the problem, something drop every time a new song come out
If I charge a hundred a verse or finna be (Hoo)
Where the fuckin' broom? it's broke glass on my teeth
Bitch, come clean me up
Ain't nothin' 'bout me basic, for a date, take a ho see a B-ball game (Hoo)
Chrome Hearts boots, shorts, and shirt, ho, this ain't G-League swag
I count at least forty thousand every time my hair get plaited (Hoo)
Nigga, I don't care what you had back then, right now, you labeled a have-been (Hoo)
Nigga, flodge and I'ma tell him where he flodgin' at, stop fuckin' lyin'
I'll put it together, I'll show you where to rob him at, just be on time
Say that Ric Flair Fox, take it back, plus I got way richer
Tryna take my flow, nigga, bring it back, know I got insane lyrics
Hundred bags, button wrappers, Reese's Cup flavor my bitches (Hoo)
We ain't have no time to play, buddy play, load the clip and hit him (Hrrt)
Tennis rose, rose gold the jewelry, my white kit on the way
Don't fuckin' play, pussy, I'm worldwide, got Europe yellin', "On Zai"
It don't take two to raise a kid, ho, I'll do this shit myself (Hoo)
It don't take two to get you killed, pussy, I'll do this shit myself (Hrrt)
Nigga thought he was finna make it off a diss, that shit ain't help him (Hah)
He got one cocked plus the engine blown, pussy, I got eleven (Vroom)
You can call and ask my block, they'll tell you I'm great (On Zai)
I done called your block, asked 'bout you, they said you gay (Pussy, pussy, huh)
Seven hundred thousand, nigga, I need help countin' this shit (Hoo)
I made this cheese myself, it don't matter if I don't buy you shit (If I do, I love you)
Hoo, hoo
Yup
Hoo, hoo
Yup
Hoo, hoo
Let me hear this shit, fox
Yeah, you know it's real hard
I ain't even gon' lie to you, fox, that shit hard
Got a fuckin' pony front room for a party
Let Flavor Flav host it
Got two, three, four K's in Goyard bags
Killers ain't lettin' you touch me
You a fuckboy, heard you throwin' your flag
These new young niggas disgusting
He another gang, nigga, swap the rag
He everything reppin'
Niggas say they lookin' for me, how? Wind blowin' through my dreads on the yacht
They say let's do the problem, something drop every time a new song come out
If I charge a hundred a verse or finna be (Hoo)
Where the fuckin' broom? it's broke glass on my teeth
Bitch, come clean me up
Ain't nothin' 'bout me basic, for a date, take a ho see a B-ball game (Hoo)
Chrome Hearts boots, shorts, and shirt, ho, this ain't G-League swag
I count at least forty thousand every time my hair get plaited (Hoo)
Nigga, I don't care what you had back then, right now, you labeled a have-been (Hoo)
Nigga, flodge and I'ma tell him where he flodgin' at, stop fuckin' lyin'
I'll put it together, I'll show you where to rob him at, just be on time
Say that Ric Flair Fox, take it back, plus I got way richer
Tryna take my flow, nigga, bring it back, know I got insane lyrics
Hundred bags, button wrappers, Reese's Cup flavor my bitches (Hoo)
We ain't have no time to play, buddy play, load the clip and hit him (Hrrt)
Tennis rose, rose gold the jewelry, my white kit on the way
Don't fuckin' play, pussy, I'm worldwide, got Europe yellin', "On Zai"
It don't take two to raise a kid, ho, I'll do this shit myself (Hoo)
It don't take two to get you killed, pussy, I'll do this shit myself (Hrrt)
Nigga thought he was finna make it off a diss, that shit ain't help him (Hah)
He got one cocked plus the engine blown, pussy, I got eleven (Vroom)
You can call and ask my block, they'll tell you I'm great (On Zai)
I done called your block, asked 'bout you, they said you gay (Pussy, pussy, huh)
Seven hundred thousand, nigga, I need help countin' this shit (Hoo)
I made this cheese myself, it don't matter if I don't buy you shit (If I do, I love you)
