This is a song about "Christian and his teeth"

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

He fell down to the floor i kicked him in his fuckin teeth

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

It's the southern takeover were eating the rest,no peace in this death punch his teeth in his neck

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

Brush my teeth and comb my fucking chin hairs

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

At a nigga with a piece and probably loose ya teeth

Is it this black mercedes

They better have their teeth

Lights please, lights please

But you lied through your teeth

She so christian, i went missin'

They gon' love me for my ambition