This is a song about "Gold teeth"

Its teeth that puncture my hope

New canvas she need a new stroke

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

The truth shall be told

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

Snickering and smacking they gums through false teeth

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

Frigid when ripping through rhythms like lettuce to a rabbits teeth

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

Keep gnash on your teeth till it crash

See her man face-to-face through the glass

Right flows down and they might go nice

Before they missing all their teeth

But now i got some teeth

But in the meantime it's lights please