GOLDteef is who we be
Runnin' the streets of Matta-P
Run other playas off the road
Our blades is red and our teef is GOLD

Our six fo' got the candy paint
Our rhymes is so ill, they make you faint

I got bitches, I got hoes
GOLDteef's the best, everyone knows
We got skills and throwback jerseys
Joel's fingers look like black turdsies

Our six fo' got the candy paint
Our rhymes is so ill, they make you faint

Rep up the corner wherever we go
Jock the bitches and slap the hoes
Don't step with us or we'll take your bitch
Don't step with us you mother fuckin' snitch

Our six fo' got the candy paint
Our rhymes is so ill, they make you faint