RedGang Lo - Toothache

You know everybody in prison been callin' me
Man, you gon' go holla at Trump, man
What
Man, I can't go stand with him

He look like I'm standin' with the feds
Shout out, baby
I see the toothache
Hey, too much cake

Gave me a toothache
Hey, so I'm on my list
Had to eliminate
No worries, I got the drink

Can't play, can't play
Got a million, JJ
Come with different shades
Come with different shades

But, Trey, why don't you lay
Lay some freedom
Let's look all red
It's a demo, gang

Y'all not ready, bruh
Yeah, Donald Trump, he bad
That mothafucka wouldn't even
He don't even

Y'all think he down there right now
He ain't even in that house
I bet $600 I'll bet time
Shit on the floor, doggy

If it's the truth, I'm not sorry
It makes a mill, Betty Crocker
How you ballin' with no love
Crank her back, she gon' need Dr. Crank

GMB, John Gotti
I'm Bob sense
You don't live in that house
You know why

Brother live in that house
And he be damned if he gon' move in
behind his brother
I ain't movin' in there behind him

Try the bad thing
I see the toothache
Hey, too much cake
They gave me a toothache

Had some on my lips
Had a lemonade
No worries, I got the drink
We dissin' a million things

We got a million dreams
Come with different shades
But try it, watch it lay
Like some Frito

Nestle
It's a demo
They said he called about me
He said, I didn't walk through

You left the wave cap in the bathroom
Who's hiding flaming Cheetos
In the refrigerator

Written by:
Antonio Acklin

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