Toothpick - Danny Towers, DJ Scheme & Ski Mask the Slump God

I wish our skin would meet A sting I wish would bleed Like toothpicks sliding under fingernails Don't you need a breath of air? 'Cause you're biting at my head Like starving great whites feeding in the deep end And I wish I was just as strong As I make myself out to be I'm twisting my words to appear like This doesn't burn 'em Staring at the sun, papercuts are in my eyes Shrinking our worth, mixing fiction With crime like a substance I'm addicted to Diving into the salt tides I took you like a thief A pinch that doesn't leave It's like ice cubes grinding at your front teeth And I miss you while you talk It's a comforting sense of shock Feels like silver caught inside a toaster And I wish I was just as strong As I make myself out to be I'm twisting my words to appear like This doesn't burn 'em Staring at the sun, papercuts are in my eyes Shrinking our worth, mixing fiction With crime like a substance I'm addicted to Diving into the salt tides (Diving into the salt tides) A fever that I'll never break 'Cause I keep pushing pills away Just to see my body shake Expensive red wine I hate the taste And how the slightest spoon will stain I drink with you anyway 'Cause I know that I'm not As strong as I make myself out to be I'm twisting my words to appear like This doesn't burn 'em Staring at the sun, papercuts are in my eyes Shrinking our worth, mixing fiction With crime like a substance I'm addicted to Diving into the salt tides I'm twisting my words to appear like This doesn't burn 'em Staring at the sun, papercuts are in my eyes Shrinking our worth, mixing fiction With crime like a substance I'm addicted to Diving into the salt tides I wish I was just as strong As I make myself out to be

Y'all DJ Scheme, little bitch Nuri G.O.A.T That my lil' eater, get 'em off her feet, uh She be fuckin' on my clique, but you think she a keeper She be fuckin' on my clique, boy, you after a skeezer She callin' me G.O.A.T, while my dawg call me the zebra Used to have no hope, now my racks stack to the ceilin' Left when I was broke, now my ex bitch in her feelin' Ex bitch in her feelin', but I got no feelin' Only got some feelin' when I really need it That my lil' eater, get 'em off her feet, uh She be fuckin' on my clique, but you think she a keeper She be fuckin' on my clique, boy, you after a skeezer She callin' me G.O.A.T, while my dawg call me the zebra Used to have no hope, now my racks stack to the ceilin' Left when I was broke, now my ex bitch in her feelin' Ex bitch in her feelin', but I got no feelin' Only got some feelin' when I really need it She my little roller, said she fucked Gunna She said, "I could shut you up," I said, "Bitch, I don't want it" I said, "Shut the fuck up, come talk to me 'bout some money" I be with some Zoes but you know my niggas bleedin' She gon' get me leanin', out here with no beamin' Fell in love with a chopper, keep that sucker in between us Fuck a booby-trap, I'm throwin' racks up like Serena He said he want smoke, we gon' press him like panini We gon' spin around, we don't play, put drums on the AK Go get him out of the way, you get hit, now it's too late We gon' spin around, we don't play, put drums on the AK Go get him out of the way, you get hit, now it's too late That my lil' eater, get 'em off her feet, uh She be fuckin' on my clique, but you think she a keeper She be fuckin' on my clique, boy, you after a skeezer She callin' me G.O.A.T, while my dawg call me the zebra Used to have no hope, now my racks stack to the ceilin' Left when I was broke, now my ex bitch in her feelin' Ex bitch in her feelin', but I got no feelin' Only got some feelin' when I really need it She all in her feelin', soon as I nut, I'm dippin' Got a lil' bitch wishin', and hopin' I don't go missin' She hope the show don't get lapped Put her on the pin like the ref, cuban ice make her sweat I don't wanna fuck one nat, I just wanna go stack checks She just wanna do it from the jets, we were riding 'round with TECs So, all in white, just flex, serve another plate for the fam' We'll beef over a cigarette, she a freak, all I want head Could've wished your bitch in my bed One beer did no TEC, one beer did no TEC That my lil' eater, get 'em off her feet, uh She be fuckin' on my clique, but you think she a keeper She be fuckin' on my clique, boy, you after a skeezer She callin' me G.O.A.T, while my dawg call me the zebra Used to have no hope, now my racks stack to the ceilin' Left when I was broke, now my ex bitch in her feelin' Ex bitch in her feelin', but I got no feelin' Only got some feelin' when I really need it