New Tooth lyrics

[Part I]

[Intro]
Yeah

[Verse 1]
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 motherf*cker benchin' a lot
Punchin' the bag while he listenin' to "The Box"
Uh-uh, I'm 'bout to get my sh*t 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 sh*t on my name
You better think twice about the moves that you make
When your heart is closed, man, the truth is erased

[Chorus]
Ayy, don't disturb, I'm in the booth, ayy
My neck shiny like my tooth, ayy
Your b*tch 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 b*tch tryna reproduce, ayy
DMs open, I'ma—
[Verse 2]
I got options, lil' b*tch, 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 b*tches
I'm chiropractin' to crack smiles on these b*tches
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 f*ckin' 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
[Part II]

[Intro]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah
Uh

[Verse]
I been dealin' with some wack-ass motherf*ckers 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 sh*t is open
Rock the Chanel like my name Frank Ocean
I dress well, you on that VLONE sh*t
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' b*tch
They gon' make it home and see the kids
I'm awake and I ain't duckin' now
Peace and quiet sh*t runnin' out of style
Ma callin' up like stay home
f*ck 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 sh*t done made me cry
Man, this sh*t ain't civilized
I ain't born to die
I need to stay a while
[Outro]
I need to stay a while
I ain't born to die