Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song New Tooth, artist - Rich Brian. Date of issue: 19.01.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
New Tooth |
| It’s a simple question, do you got it or not? |
| I been talkin' to God 'bout the garages for the crib that I still haven’t bought |
| Boat rockin', my thoughts goin' too fast |
| I’m not rational, I need the '42 on the rocks, wait, uh |
| I’m the ambassador, meanin' I gas up the land I came from |
| Make it rain and the money lookin' like ransoms |
| And my brain always steady demandin' answers |
| I’ve been feeling like I’m fightin' with my thoughts |
| And the motherfucker benchin' a lot |
| Punchin' the bag while he listenin' to «The Box» |
| Uh-uh, I’m 'bout to get my shit rocked |
| Uh-uh, I need to call up my pops |
| I’m killin' the pain, I’m feelin' the change |
| I’m a villain to ones that wanna shit on my name |
| You better think twice about the moves that you make |
| When your heart is closed, man, the truth is erased |
| Ayy, don’t disturb, I’m in the booth, ayy |
| My neck shiny like my tooth, ayy |
| Your bitch tryna reproduce, ayy |
| DMs open, I’ma shoot, uh |
| Don’t disturb, I’m in the booth, ayy |
| My neck shiny like my tooth, ayy |
| Your bitch tryna reproduce, ayy |
| DMs open, I’ma— |
| I got options, lil' bitch, you do not know where I been |
| France, 7 AM, I’m a fan of ménages |
| Landed up in Japan, fill my body with toxins |
| More of the reason to leave my inhibitions |
| I’m breathin' in tobacco smoke |
| I eat the roach and then I do my deepest stroke |
| I’m 'bout to run a mile on these bitches |
| I’m chiropractin' to crack smiles on these bitches |
| I’m twenty-one, tryna make nine, ten milly |
| I’m twenty-nine, crib 'bout size of the Pentagon |
| Just got the shoes as red as filet mignon |
| Coochie got magic, I thought she was Hermion |
| Uh, I meant Hermione, uh |
| Switchin' environment, I’m feelin' uninspired |
| What’s better, a sip of gin or findin' my soul and clarity? |
| I’m buryin' my sins, the blessing is all my evidence, ayy |
| I’m a business man without a business plan |
| Racks on Planet Fitness, abracadabra |
| No, Illuminati ain’t the mantra, uh |
| I ain’t fuckin' you unless it’s tantric |
| Gotta walk out slowly, I’m usually dramatic |
| I’ma raw dog life, I ain’t doin' no habits |
| I’m a star from the start, they be callin' me Patrick |
| In a white girl mouth like a giant tarantula |
| Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy |
| Ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah |
| Uh |
| I been dealin' with some wack-ass motherfuckers thinkin' they can backstab |
| Make 'em feel the pain like I’m in Jackass |
| Hit it, I’m livin', I’m rippin' out the page |
| They been askin' where the raps at |
| I don’t need the bread, I’ma give it to the fam |
| Get the job done like TaskRabbit |
| Puff on the gas, I cannot find the passion |
| On my Cash App every day lookin' at coins like |
| «What am I doin'?» |
| like, «Where do I go?» |
| Man, I really gotta get the right dose |
| You really gotta come to my shows when this shit is open |
| Rock the Chanel like my name Frank Ocean |
| I dress well, you on that VLONE shit |
| I’m payin' all the bills, though |
| Money been multiplyin' like a nympho |
| Do I really need a crib on the hills, though? |
| It’s probably gon' be good for my mental |
| I pop out, man, I was a dropout |
| Whip louder than the rappers arguing on Clubhouse |
| I’ma throw the hands whenever I go on a run now |
| Wanna start, but don’t know when to do it like I’m Bow Wow |
| Stop the hate, just walk away, lil' bitch |
| They gon' make it home and see the kids |
| I’m awake and I ain’t duckin' now |
| Peace and quiet shit runnin' out of style |
| Ma callin' up like stay home |
| Fuck the sessions that you got, tell 'em you can’t make the drive |
| They sprayin' on a bad day |
| Saw that damn quote, I don’t know if I got 911 to dial |
| This shit done made me cry |
| Man, this shit ain’t civilized |
| I ain’t born to die |
| I need to stay a while |
| I need to stay a while |
| I ain’t born to die |