Cobra

(A-A-A-Ayo Toren)

Codeine, candy, and some feelings all up in my soda
Hanging with my shooters, cold-blooded, Minnesota
Can't believe your lies, why you stretching it like yoga
I can't fuck with you, you be coolin' with some cobras

Couple bills for a brand new shirt, Balmain
Gave my all, no refunds or exchange
Livin' fast, betta stay in your lane
(Betta stay in your lane)

Too wavy with the drip, gotta change my course
Pop out with my shooters, I got no remorse
Cuz a nigga ballin' from the tip to the fourth
(Swish)

Done with the weak shit, crying out in despair
(In despair)
If you ain't want my love then I don't care
(I don't care)
Don't go telling stories that you don't need to share
Cuz you thinking life ain't fair
(Life ain't fair)

Yeah, yeah
(Yeah)
I remember when I asked you to change
I'm still looking for that quarter back
You give what you get, you get what you give
In that case, can I get my order back
Some lies out here costing lives
So tell me how you affordin' that

(I remember when I asked you to change)
(I'm still looking for that quarter back)
(You give what you get, you get what you give)
(In that case, can I get my order back)
(Some lies out here costing lives)
(So tell me how you affordin' that)
(Ayy, woah)

Codeine, candy, and some feelings all up in my soda
Hanging with my shooters, cold-blooded, Minnesota
Can't believe your lies, why you stretching it like yoga
I can't fuck with you, you be coolin' with some cobras

Codeine, candy, and some feelings all up in my soda
Hanging with my shooters, cold-blooded, Minnesota
Can't believe your lies, why you stretching it like yoga
I can't fuck with you, you be coolin' with some cobras



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Writer(s): Nathan Ansah
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