Riipper - Teeth

You left my mind in a spiral of thought

I can’t deny all the hate that I felt

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 pick up her phone

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 pick up her phone

Girl talk to me nice yea


You left my mind in a spiral of thought

I can’t deny all the hate that I felt

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 thought

I can’t deny all the hate that I felt

Ima, Rip her flesh open, got blood on my teeth

I got blood on my tee

I got blood on my Jeans

Written by:
Williams Agbu Kefas, Riipper

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