Lyrics Toothache - Rainman

Toothache

Niggas trynna pull up on the case
Chilling with your bitch and I just
Put it on her face
I’ve been running shit
I got the medal for your race
Check the pace
And I’m balling out the bin
My nigga I don’t go to waste
Ooh shit
I been getting stacks
I been getting laid
Ooh shit
Put it in a safe
Teni for your case
I’m lit
I been nursing up the rave
I’m stiff
I got God status check the flow
Tsunami with the wave that’s it
Niggas pull up on a rave
Stoney
Bitches lonely
Homies owe me
So we finna loose it
Better pay
Bring up the track
Homie we got the pillars on our back
Never gonna slack
Finna get a plaque
Gotta set the facts
Straight cus
We getting the G, s
Bitches finna blow up
Wasn’t on they knees
Trynna get the dough up
Grown up
Ain’t no winner but the trees
Roll up the weed
We be finnessing shots
On d elite
Pull up on a seat
Never miss a beat
Hova wit the Z
Nigga undefeated
I’m seated
Delete
Bad gs
Flipping Mad beats
It’s a sad scene
Get a nigga running like an athlete
At least
Niggas getting paid
Pull up with the shade
Bitches in the back seat
Fuck a taxi
Keep the whip in a lane
Nigga I’m killing the aim
I can’t get rid of the pain
I got anxiety trynna asses why I’m
Blowing in vain
Niggas pull up with the shame
Trynna make a flow lame
Always complain
Fuck it imma come plane
Birth a whole generation of nighas the same
Fuck it
Imma get a throne
Put it in my zone
King Kong
Fuck up the Train
I got no love for the haters
Debaters
I got me a baby I trust
So I can’t
Mess with the hoes on train
Nigga I can’t miss the aim
Hawk eye
Try to fucking die
Why
Always keep my mind in a safe
Fuckit I buy me some faith
Cus I ain’t believing that
Maybe there wasn’t an eighth
Dear lord please save
And magic is tragic
But just in a flash I’m a saint
Way back it’s a different flow
Gotta get it if ueno
Pull up on a puta
Imma shoot ya
That’s a fact
Put that on my city yo
Switch a bitch for a chain
Nigga reacess the aim
Niggas falling outta range
Over with the main
Flow
Pac with the gauge tho
Yeah
They be playing jazz
Fucking up my Mojo
I been skipping class
Looking razz
Blocking shots like rojo
Got a chick she with the shit
She got the witches in my condo
I can’t fuck with three bitches
Nah
I ain’t mojo jojo
Ho
Read up on the past
We ain’t getting past this
Can’t be an atheist in the class
We containing Baptist
Pull out the casket
I’m getting basked in
Water I’m fasting
Can’t get an aspirin
That’s nasty
We past sins