GOLDteeth ft. J A K E & SYEKO Lyrics

Aye

Don't start shit that you can't finish

What's a rapper without smoke?

Who's Popeye without the spinach?

It was me myself and I, I added spaces for the feeling

I'm like 5'6" but a motherfucker still want high ceilings

What's the world to a kid who's seen it all

With cash winnings, eating five star dinners

Writing raps up in the linen

"Time kills," no kidding

Tryna save more than I'm spendin'

Fuck

Momma, I just wanna get some gold teeth

Maybe that way all other kids will like me

I feel more myself when I'm in baggy jeans

My grandfather says music today is frightening

Show em' what I can do on my MPC

He said, "Pick up a guitar or work the night shift"

Momma, I just wanna get some gold teeth

So errytime' they see him rap, man they despise him

I don't conversate with broke rappers

If I ever did, I guarantee we never spoke after

Can't pull out a hundred thou, to me you just a broke magnum

'Cause you a child

I ain't been the type to smoke backwoods or them black and milds

It's still fuck you 'cause I'm doing me

My dentist specialize in jewelry

When I tell people I got rich, they bring up shit they used to do for me

In high school I rocked buddha jeans, served footballs to the hoop team

Now, I save girls from getting beat by a fat dude who got hoop dreams

My thuggin' straight

I could've ended up like YSL in my younger days

But, God had bigger plans, so he put my hands on a hundred K

Bet it sound like I'm overreacting

But, I got screenshots on the CashApp so you know that it happened

I stay strapped up like a porn scene

I was serving pies during quarantine

Always gang bangin' like a orgy

Got some shit to get off of my chest

Bitch, I been the man since I was 5'4"

Steppin' on my opps like a cockroach

Said that I'm the one that she would die for like bitch don't hold your breath

Blue strip after blue strip

Pants down, he ain't do shit

Gotta new whip with a new bitch, and she really got gorilla glue grip

Bout Mista Man, I'll shoot shit 'cause I love the gang no mook shit

That red flag mean charge boul, 'cause that let us know he on bullshit

Goddamn

Used to crash on a hard ass sofa

Now, I got no snooze button, swear I move something like a combat soldier

Baby, I could buy whatever, used to be Stilettos, but finally all that's over

Now, I got my own crib with a grown bitch and did all that sober

Aye

I hate a pick me mother fucker, who need Robitussin

'Cause he think he sicker than the Mucinex monster

You just a kid I foster

Thinking I'm your sponsor

Smash your jugular

You say my name in vain, go read the teleprompter

Doing every single thing they say, no questions asked, turning robotic

Am I the one that's going crazy or is y'all just off the rocker?

Spaces in between the letters or we turn psychotic

Look down at my hands, the blueprint says that we ain't ever stoppin'

Houston, tell that motherfucker I think that we gone have a problem

In and out my head like DVDs, because we like rewatching