Rich Brian - 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 garage Afford the crib that I still haven't bought Boat rockin', my thoughts goin' too fast And irrational, I need the 42 on the rocks, wait, uh I'm the ambassador, meanin' I gas up the land I came from Makin' rain and the money lookin' like ransoms And my brain, know I'll steady the man, the answers I've been feeling like I'm fightin' with my thoughts In the motherfu*kin' mansion 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 towards the ones that sh*t on my name You better think twice about the moves that you make When your heart is closed, man, the truth is a race [Chorus] Ayy, don't disturb, I'm in the booth Ayy, my neck shinin' like my tooth Ayy, your b*tch tryna reproduce Ayy, DM's open, I'ma shoot Uh, don't disturb, I'm in the booth Ayy, my neck shinin' like my tooth Ayy, your b*tch tryna reproduce Ayy, DM's open, I'ma- [Verse 2] I got options, lil' b*tch, you do not know where I been France seven AM, I'm a fan of ménage Just landed up in Japan, filled my body with toxins More of a reason to leave my ambition I breathe in the tobacco, smoke I eat the roach, then I do my deeper stroke I'm 'bout to run a mile on these b*tches I'm chiropractor', crack smiles on these b*tches I'm twenty-one, tryna make nine-ten milly I'm twenty-nine, worried 'bout size of the pentagon Just got the shoes that's red like filet mignon [?] got magic, I thought she was Hermion Uh, I meant Hermione, uh Switchin' rhyme and I'm feelin' uninspired What's better than sippin' gin and findin' my soul in clarity I'm burryin' my sins, a blessin' is on my evidence, ayy I'm a business man without a business plan Racks in plan, the feds abra kadabra The new illuminati ain't the mantra, uh I ain't fu*kin' you unless it's tantric Gotta walk out slowly, I'm usually dramatic I'm a raw-dog life, I ain't doin' no habits I'm a star from the start, they be callin' me Patrick And 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 motherfu*kers Thinking 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 been givin' to the fam Get the job done like TaskRabbit Pull off on the gas, I can not find the passion On my CashApp everyday 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 Man, this sh*t is open Rock the Chanel like my name Frank Ocean I dress while you in that beat long sh*t I'm payin' out 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 drop-out Whip louder than the rappers arguing on Clubhouse I'ma throw the hands whenever I go on the rundown When it's time to but don't wanna 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' out Peace and quiet sh*t, runnin' out of time Might call 'em up, like stay home fu*k the sessions that you got Tell 'em you can't make the drive This plane on a bad day Saw the damn coke, I don't know if I got 911 to die The sh*t done made me cry Man, the 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