TEETH

[Verse 1]
I wrote one song about her, she forgetting how to act
Bragging to her friends on her CF, wack
Talking to her friends like I need her, wack
I'm busy bringing underground up, I'm way too tapped
I'm too tapped, yeah
You said you want me
But you were lying through your teeth, bae, yeah, huh
Now you're on the sidelines, take a seat, bae, huh
I know that shit gon' make you kiss your teeth, bae

[Verse 2]
You better fix your tone, 'cause I'm not liking what I'm hearing
You might have to leave me 'lone
I been lettin' shit slide for too long, I'm not no pacifist no more
Gave you three, four chances and you still gon' do me wrong, huh
Fuck it, I guess that that's the way it go
You ain't seen where I came from, why you talking like you know?
My childhood twin in jail cause he went and upped the—
Crashed out on some smoke, huh
And they want me to worry 'bout some IG hoes
I'm working on PHANTOM HOURS 2, I ain't got time for none of the drama
Motherfucker got a buzz cut, now he think he Dalai Lama
Talk to bitches like I'm Stark
Sorry, I'm the one
Sorry, I'm the—what?
Sorry, I'm the one
I'm the one, shawty, I cannot stop this run, shawty, I'm gone
Double this month, shawty, I'm tryna get funds, I'm tryna get funds
New regiment, I'm tryna wake up before the sun
And I'm shrinking my circle even more, it's getting small

[Verse 3]
Huh, no, you can't get no access
No, you can't no backstage
No, you can't get no back end
Bitch, I'm staying in flow state
If I give a handout feature, you could call that shit philanthropy
If I give a handout feature, you could call that shit a blessing
You gotta count your—(You gotta count 'em)
You gotta count your chances
You gotta count your—(You gotta count)
You gotta count your blessings
If I disappear on you right now, what you gon' do about it?
You can't fuck with me or my sound, so you write news about me
Them politics ain't for me, I'm really just a musician
Shawty, I can't come back, no matter how much you wish it
I'm all about them melodies, they don't know what I'm risking
I got sick of all the drama, oh, so I can't fix it

[Outro]
(Hey Raghav, so what are you doing?)
(Word, okay, that's what we're doing, I guess)