[Verse 1: Tate Kobang]
Cannot fuck with her, she ain't giving throat
Bobby Brown jaw, I'm giving her dope
Can't tote a A-R that ain't got a scope
Met her on Snapchat now I'm going ghost
Hang with the Hoovers, gorillas and Zoes
That A-1 perico you can't cut with soap
Counting the bread, bitch my pockets on loaf
Love my lil bitch, I fuck her on the stove
Slide in her box like I'm coming to vote
Can't be with you then hang me from a rope (Eh eh)
Straight from a rope. I be with the killers
But my bitch the realest, I'm off the percy, the millies
If your love's illegal then give me the sentence
My OG a shooter and I'm his apprentice
Ima Dior my bitch right down to her tennis
I swear she so evil, that bitch is a menace
Her bestie all in my DM, tell that bitch mind her business
Fuck all them bitches

[Hook: Tate Kobang]
Say you love me, then you changed up
They don't want you till you're famous
For you baby, I will stop the world

[Verse 2: Tate Kobang]
Nah nah, Can't live without you, I might go insane
Fendi umbrellas, I'm ducking the rain
This not my destiny, you are deranged
I let her eat it, she ain't leave a stain
Let her hold the mic and she can't even sing
I put her in Yeezy and put her in Fendi
It wasn't the pussy dog, It was the brain, yeah I swag, I surf
Telfar bag, check her purse
I got a strap, this not a nerf
They scheming on me, we gon' spin on them first
I'm laying her off cause this ain't gon work
She came to Atlanta, I took her to Cirque
They try steal my drip, gotta teach them to surf
Took my bitch from a lame and I doubled her worth, yeah
[Hook: Tate Kobang]
Say you love me, then you changed up
They don't want you till you're famous
For you baby, I will stop the world

[Verse 3: Tate Kobang]
Shordy was just into rats
These n***as be twitter fingers
And they talking in caps
You see my face on her snap
I put my face in her lap
I took her, she ain't coming back
Replacing all of my baby pictures with plaques
I taught her all the gang signs that my n***as be throwing
And I lost a lot of bitches, all them bitches be hoeing
But I got a real one, talkin' bout bullets until you feel one
You rapping bout opps and ain't kill none
You went to college, n***a, and you still dumb, yeah

[Hook: Tate Kobang]
Say you love me, then you changed up
They don't want you till you're famous
For you baby, I will stop the world