New Tooth

It's a simple question, do you got it or not?

I been talkin' to God 'bout the garages for the crib that I still haven't bought

Boat rockin', my thoughts goin' too fast

I'm not rational, I need the '42 on the rocks, wait, uh

I'm the ambassador, meanin' I gas up the land I came from

Make it rain and the money lookin' like ransoms

And my brain always steady demandin' answers

I've been feeling like I'm fightin' with my thoughts

And the motherfucker benchin' a lot

Punchin' the bag while he listenin' to "The Box"