Gold Teeth

[Intro: Project Pat]

Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga

I got gold teeth, nigga

I'm from the street, nigga

You got some beef, nigga

Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga

We keep the dope cookin’

And where I'm from

Grown men don't take no ass whoopin’

[Refrain: Project Pat]

Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga

I got gold teeth, nigga

I'm from the street, nigga

You got some beef, nigga

Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga

We keep the dope cookin'

And where I'm from

Grown men don't take no ass whoopin'

Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga

I got gold teeth, nigga

I'm from the street, nigga

You got some beef, nigga

Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga

We keep the dope cookin'

And where I’m from

Grown men don’t take no ass whoopin'

[Chorus: Tinashe & Dev Hynes]

Feeling right (Feeling right)

Feeling nice (Feeling nice)

Feeling nice (Feeling nice)

Check the price (Check the price)

I’m on at night (I'm on at night)

Cold  at night (Cold at night)

Ignore my phone (Ignore my phone)

No reply (No reply)

Prism got (Prism got)

Me feeling old (Me feeling old)

Sweat it out (Sweat it out)

Watch it go (Watch it go)

[Post-Chorus: Project Pat & Gangsta Boo]

Real bad bitches, get your ass on the pole (Yeah, ho)

We gon' rumble in this ho (Yeah, ho)

We gon' rumble in this ho (Yeah, ho)

[Verse 1: Gangsta Boo]

Feeling great, feeling right

Bitch, I’m 'bout to take a flight

Not commercial, bae, I'm flying private

Where you wanna go tonight?

I'm thinkin' Venus, you be thinkin' Mars

Let me secure this bag, bitch, I'ma hit you up tomorrow

'Cause I ain't got time for the bullshit

Man, I'm tryna get rich

Pussy power

Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga, that's the biz

That's what you ain't

I don't be smoking the dank

Feeling so high at the bank

Candy the paint

Used to be matching the gas

Used to me getting the cash

[Chorus: Tinashe & Gangsta Boo]

Feeling right (Feel alright)

Feeling nice (Feeling nice, yeah ho)

Feeling nice (Feeling nice)

Check the price (Bitch, check the price)

I'm on at night (Ho, I'm on tonight)

Cold at night (Man, it's cold at night)

Ignore my phone (Bitch, ignore my phone)

No reply (No reply, yeah, ho)

[Post-Chorus: Project Pat]

Real bad bitches, get your ass on the pole (Patta)

We gon' rumble in this ho

We gon' rumble in this ho (Ooh)

[Verse 2: Project Pat]

Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga

I know they scared, nigga

Choppers popping, leg hitters

Coming for head

Get 'em up, get 'em gone

I stay in my lane, man

Diamonds in my chain, man

Your bitch got that brain game

I'ma let this dick slang

All in her esophagus

Tickle in her tonsils

My pockets are monstrous

I'm just having fun with her

But you got a problem, huh?

She told me about this

Say your flow gon' make me rob 'em, huh?

.45 to his noggin, huh?

Don't you make this a problem, huh?

(We gon' rumble in this ho

We gon' rumble in this ho)

[Chorus: Project Pat]

Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga

I got gold teeth, nigga

I'm from the street, nigga

You got some beef, nigga

Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga

We keep the dope cookin'

And where I'm from

Grown men don't take no ass whoopin'

[Chorus: Tinashe]

Feeling right

Feeling nice

Feeling nice

Check the price

I'm on at night

Cold at night

Ignore phone

No reply

[Outro: Project Pat]

Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga

Go get your boys, nigga

I bring the noise, nigga

So bring your toys, nigga

Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga

You got your drama, boy

Marijuana, boy

I'll shoot your mama, boy