Don’t Matter

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Tate Kobang - Rap

Don’t Matter

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[Intro] Yeah Why everytime I'm in the trenches, you in the trenches? Stay try to hit them weak ass plates Uh huh Talkin' all the jizz (uh huh) Fuckin' all the junky bitches (uh huh) They thought (uh huh) [Chorus] They ain't talk money, nigga lost (whoa) Then smack a bitch, get bust (ayy) I'ma send a shooter, comin' off (yeah) It don't even matter what it cost (uh huh) It don't even matter what it cost It don't even matter what it cost (uh huh) Plug said this is not for gossip (yah) It don't even matter what it cost (uh huh) [Verse 1] Ex bitch mad 'cause I'm flossin' (whoa) Said she tryna catch what I'm tossin' (uh huh) I ain't Shy Glizzy, I'm too awesome (yeah bye) Said he puttin' blue tips in the cartridge (yeah yeah) I'ma put a pussy ass nigga in the coffin (bitch) I'ma turn a C into a orphan (uh huh) Price on your head like a auction (ba) It don't even matter what it cost Make a bitch choke like a glossitis Nowadays, money pourin' like a faucet (uh huh) If the pussy ain't great, I toss it Heard you motherfuckers sayin' that I lost it (uh huh) How would a nigga still drag? Bust a million dollar but a nigga still flat Jewish people make you feel still sad Get a bitch back, how a nigga still mad? [Chorus] They ain't talk money, nigga lost (whoa) Then smack a bitch, get bust (ayy) I'ma send a shooter, comin' off (yeah) It don't even matter what it cost me (yeah) It don't even matter what it cost me (yeah) It don't even matter what it cost me Plug said this is not for gossip (yeah) It don't even matter what it cost me (brrr) They ain't talk money, nigga lost (whoa) Then smack a bitch, get bust (ayy) I'ma send a shooter, comin' off (yah) It don't even matter what it cost me (yah) It don't even matter what it cost me (yah) It don't even matter what it cost me (yah) Plug said this is not for gossip (ayy) It don't even matter what it cost me (brrr, I love 'em) [Verse 2] I pull the strap out the closet Clap it and toss it, 'cause of 'Cause of your monster, all of this drippin' turn me into a monster Flew to the moon 'til I want a [?] I brought my bitch what she say I'm tryna get me a Wraith (zoom, uh huh) I got M-38, aim that bitch right in your face (boom, uh huh) Hang with the killers on 8th, huh I used to sip on the grey, goose I do the shit that you can't, do I do the shit that you can't, ah-h-h-h Pockets on Harriet Tubman When I was sniffin' her boy, I was thuggin' First time I see him, my uncle was drunk He sold all of my shit but I still gotta love him [Chorus] They ain't talk money, nigga lost Then smack a bitch, get bust (uh huh) I'ma send a shooter, comin' off (yeah) It don't even matter what it cost me (ba ba ba ba) It don't even matter what it cost me (yeah) It don't even matter what it cost me (uh huh) Plug said this is not for gossip (look, look) It don't even matter what it cost me (I love 'em) They ain't talk money, nigga lost (brrr) Then smack a bitch, get bust (whoa) I'ma send a shooter, comin' off (ba) It don't even matter what it cost me (ayy) It don't even matter what it cost me (gah) It don't even matter what it cost me (gah) Plug said this is not for gossip (gah) It don't even matter what it cost me (gah-h-h-h) [Outro] Uh huh (It don't even matter what it) Uh huh Uh huh Uh huh Uh huh Uh huh Uh huh

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  • Tate Kobang