[Verse 1: Scky Rei]
What up
All up in the cut
Rolling up with them doobies up
Eyes red as fuck
Who gives a fuck?

We upchuck flows
Give people bloody nose
Christmas trees up in my snowglobe
Open up your mind, slow

Let it all go in the abyss
Reminisce on some dopeness
Huddle to my smoke pit
Eating on a Hostess
Staying focused
Like I'm crosseyed
This green spinach
Gives me power like I'm Popeye
See everything through my third eye
Feel like I'm in, how high

And then you ask why
(Why n***a?)

'Cause I got a pack of toothpaste
Takes away all my pains
And my fuckin' tooth aches

Starting to feel the room shake
Oops, my mistake, that's just the bass

Everyone about faced
Starlife up in this place
Savemoney on a paper chase

We all finna get it
Hope you fuck with it
Get with it 'cause we all up in it
Out here finna win it

Making my appearance
Like a mushroom cloud
Everything's so fucking loud
I just started seeing sounds
Big gorillas, purple clouds
What the fuck I'm saying now

Calm down

[Chorus: Scky Rei]
'Cause I got a pack of toothpaste
Takes away all my pains
And my fuckin' tooth aches

So I got a pack of toothpaste
Let it refresh your mind
We got a pack of toothpaste
Smells good all the time

Yeah, we got some good toothpaste (toothpaste)
Let it refresh your mind
Just enjoy your pack of toothpaste
Relax and unwind

[Verse 3: Kami de chukwu]
I wonder what would happen
If you burned a cup of Captain
And start to recite the verses
That you used to jot on napkins

I know you might be feeling nervous
Wonder if they'll love you
Here's a tube of toothpaste
To brush away your trouble

Burn away your struggle
Problems all the same
Problems probably the only thing that they find in brains
Either that or thoughts of thoughts in different strains

Trips and paper planes
Dipped in different things

Think. How'd we get to the point where our breath stink
Head shrink
Loss of reasoning instinct
Bumping NSYNC down memory lane

Don't you get it, I'm crazy
Get a medic, I'm lazy
Your boy is going insane

Baby, I'm Ving Rhames
Mixed with a spot of Mr. T
Sniffing keef, servin D, the O's in the street

Missed the beat
'Cause my heart's not in it

If the bars infinite
Sipping arsenic
I'm gonna need me a clinic
And a couple of doctors
And a nurse I can doctor
Doctor, I need me a dentist

Didn't I say I was crazy
Gone and nummy my gummie
'Til I spiral addiction off these
Juices I'm pulping

Psyche I'm kidding this fiction
Psyche I'm not, I'm just tripping

Falling, twitching
Fidget, fidget fidget
Fidget, fidget fidget

This my favorite song
That I never wrote
Until every quote
Became a quote of BOTH
They love me

[Chorus: Scky Rei]
So I got a pack of toothpaste
Let it refresh your mind
We got a pack of toothpaste
Smells good all the time

Yeah, we got some good toothpaste (toothpaste)
Let it refresh your mind
Just enjoy your pack of toothpaste
Relax and unwind