Текст песни Teeth - Riipper

You left my mind in a spiral of thoughts
I can't deny all the hate that I feel
Ima, Rip her flesh open, got blood on my teeth
I got blood on my tee
I got blood on my Jeans

Shawty I'm back in your city tonight
If you want to, we could go slide on the other side
Lil mama said that she my ride or die
But I think that she rather see me die
Never focus on negative energy
Percocets turn all the pain to a memory
Started noting events like I'm Gregory
Now I see that these niggas ain't here for me
I walk around with a Glockie on me
That's thirty on me, I bet I won't miss
Who keep calling my phone?
I bet it's that bitch, gotta fix up her tone
Girl talk to me nice yea

I walk around with a Glockie on me
That's thirty on me, I bet I won't miss
Who keep calling my phone?
I bet it's that bitch, gotta fix up her tone
Girl talk to me nice yea

You left my mind in a spiral of thoughts
I can't deny all the hate that I feel
Ima, Rip her flesh open, got blood on my teeth
I got blood on my tee
I got blood on my Jeans

You left my mind in a spiral of thoughts
I can't deny all the hate that I feel
Ima, Rip her flesh open, got blood on my teeth
I got blood on my tee
I got blood on my Jeans