Tate Kobang
Tate Kobang
Tate Kobang
Tate Kobang & Young Money Yawn
Tate Kobang
Tate Kobang
Tate Kobang
Tate Kobang
Tate Kobang
Tate Kobang & Chaz French
Tate Kobang & West Side Goldie
Tate Kobang & DEETRANADA
Tate Kobang
Tate Kobang
Tate Kobang
[Verse 1]
She bad
So bad
We smash
On site
Big guns
Want war
We smash
On site
No bad hoes
No time
Smoke green
No wire
Do a hundred blunts
On a slow night
Still in the field rappin’ for the low lifes
Northside nigga want it bad
All I ever wanted was a drag
Granny steady askin’ ‘bout my flag
Tell her this is all I’ve ever had
But I still give away my last
Baby mama trippin’ sayin’ I ain’t shit
I know that I ain’t shit
But you ain’t got to tell me I ain’t shit
Lately I’ve been caught up in the Matrix
Like it really makes sense
I am not a nigga you should play with
FN is something I stay with
Niggas know I’m dope but ain’t no tellin’ what I’m laced with
Got the Lord [?] only wanna taste it
You know me - If I ain’t got it I’ma go and take shit
Bitches gettin’ fauled in the field movin’ flagrant
You can smell the money blue face with the fragrance
Shorty ride [?] Jamaicans
Seen a lot of things, she know better than to say shit
[Chorus]
I pull up
Pour up
Roll up
Alright
She on
I’m on
We fuck
All night
Your lane
My lane
Your car
On sprite
Get bags
Big bags
Count up
Alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
[Verse 2]
Busy gettin’ money ‘cause I gotta
Growin’ up was hard ain’t had a dollar
Off brand polo with the creases in the collar
Now these hoes see me get to throwin’ me vagina
Gang members all in my clique
Ratchet hoes all on my dick
Niggas that I don’t really fuck with
Climbin’ over bitches just go get [?]
I don’t owe a pussy nigga shit
I done told you hoes off the rip
Catch me [?] and you got it
Nigga you can keep it if you take it from my pocket
Shorty hit a missile call it rocket
Silent ways couldn’t wait to drip it
Book me for a show and I’ma rock it
We can do whatever for the profit
Every time you goofy niggas talk I’ma top it
Tell her then she stop it
‘Fore I had a profit
[Chorus]
I pull up
Pour up
Roll up
Alright
She on
I’m on
We fuck
All night
Your lane
My lane
Your car
On sprite
Get bags
Big bags
Count up
Alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
Nineteen was written by Tate Kobang.
Nineteen was produced by Reazy Renegade.
Tate Kobang released Nineteen on Mon Nov 27 2017.