Gingivitis - Ras Kass, Jamo Gang

Facts, you ain’t know

Come on, uh

Most merciful, most benevolent (Benevolent)

Praise due to the four elements

Fuck working for peanuts, I’m no elephant

Rich white girls backstage smoke ketamine (Ketamine?)

Medellin medicine

I’m better than Predator at huntin' you lettermen

Disrespectin' the veterans

Peddlin' this Terrigen

Turn mortals Inhuman, the melanin

Stung by a jellyfish?

I’m sellin' R. Kelly piss

«Who want rank?»

on some Belly shit

Fuck every president, first lady the immigrant (Facts)

Don’t dab but always second-hand inhaling it

OG kush and peach vodka

Fuck her in my sleep, I’m a dreamer like D.A.C.A

Chief rocker, rappers too frail

Dope boy fresh, take showers in Purell

Uh

I walk around town with my hand holding my dick and talk that shit (Talk that

shit)

We don’t fuck around with mumble rap

You better spit and talk that shit (Talk that shit)

Talk that shit (Uh, uh), talk that shit (Yeah)

Like you got gingivitis nigga, you better talk that shit

Now the girls like the fuck boys in a thug suit

You want warm and fuzzy?

Go stick your tits in a pair of Ugg boots

Unfollow you, I’m appalled at you

Your daddy should’ve swallowed you

I am Q, how bigots claim they the victim, not Amadou?

Forgot about the lynches at the barbecue?

Big dog, Marmaduke, fuck bodyart

Stabbed him with the Andis 'T-Liner, that’s a body part

Sex with golden shower, that’s a peanut

Came in her brown eye, that’s a hazelnut

Fat Buddha with Psycho Les, that’s a beatnut

You know what?

Stop payin' for pussy that’s a doughnut?

Cashew, slow down baby

All I make is soul music like MoTown baby

Tell Zazie Beetz we should meet sometime

Marry the illest spitter, we can be beats and rhymes

Uh

I walk around town with my hand holding my dick and talk that shit (Talk that

shit)

We don’t fuck around with mumble rap

You better spit and talk that shit (Talk that shit)

Talk that shit (Uh, uh), talk that shit (Yeah)

Like you got gingivitis nigga, you better talk that shit

Talk that shit like crap lips, in Living Color

Butt on your face, I’m meaning you ass backwards

I am, the beginning, the middle, the last factor (Uh-huh)

I am not rescinding my lack of a care for sending your man to a life after

(Yeah)

Trade bars with the best, I’m called NAFTA

Put the money in the basket, hand it to my manager

You can call him pastor

I’m among the stars call me NASA

Cheap emcees we call shasta

Splash ya soda in the cup

Up, up, and away, hand on that pump

Cocking that gauge, we on a different page

Y’all don’t stand for nothing, we got shit to say

Elon Musk when I bust, we tryna innovate (Yeah)

I’m on the road to success

You on the road to being the guy in the room nobody noticed left

45 and holding your breath, start breathing

We Super Bowl material, y’all in the pre-season!

Mutha****a

Uh

I walk around town with my hand holding my dick and talk that shit (Talk that

shit)

We don’t fuck around with mumble rap

You better spit and talk that shit (Talk that shit)

Talk that shit (Uh, uh), talk that shit (Yeah)

Like you got gingivitis nigga, you better talk that shit