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letra de stop the world - tate kobang & working on dying

[verse 1: tate kobang]
cannot f-ck 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, b-tch my pockets on loaf
love my lil b-tch, i f-ck 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 k!llers
but my b-tch 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 b-tch right down to her tennis
i swear she so evil, that b-tch is a menace
her bestie all in my dm, tell that b-tch mind her business
f-ck all them b-tches

[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 p-ssy 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 b-tch 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-ggas 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-ggas be throwing
and i lost a lot of b-tches, all them b-tches be hoeing
but i got a real one, talkin’ bout bullets until you feel one
you rapping bout opps and ain’t k!ll none
you went to college, n-gga, 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

- tate kobang working on dying

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