Top Songs By Cory Tate
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cory Tate
Songwriter
Marcus Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ace Ha
Producer
Lyrics
Pss, pss
Hey, hey, you
Pss pss pssss
Fuck boy
You ain't living like this
It's OG Rapp
Cory Tate
Let's get it
How you plan to
Get it how you live
When you live like this
How you plan to
Get it how you live
When you live like this
Yo
I got brodies who sell weed
Brodies who hang tv's
I got brodies who got heaters that give folks them heebie jeebies
I got brodies who got bars that got bars please believe me
Yall just hate on all your brodies when they face 180 degrees
I don't understand it
Yall from another planet
Yall don't belong where we be at
Yall belong under granite
Yall don't deserve to breath my air
Yall deserve lung collapses
I'm here to shock you Charlie Browns
Anaphylaxis
Cuz we don't give a fuck about you
We'll knock the punk up out you
Say "later alligator", watch you float on up the bayou
See I ain't nothin nice
Despite what I may show you
If you cross me get you canceled quick as Gen Z kids on YouTube
How I move you can not match it
You'd have to have like two decks up your sleeves
Just to play go fish with me
That's no cappin
This a new era, who better
Yall should switch ya tactics
Fuckin dickheads
Ya whole persona's flaccid
I am constantly amazed yall ain't die yet
Yall get to flexin and display fake triceps
I get more mentions on your page than you guys get
Bein the best I never claimed that's just my rep
Top left vet
I ain't worried that I haven't blew up
If I had me and Ace may have never couped up
I'm talkin two door, two seater, chuck a deuce up
We on that grown man shit and still ain't never grew up
So I'm sayin
How you plan to
Get it how you live
When you live like this
Like this, like this
How you plan to
Get it how you live
When you live like this
Like this, like this
How you plan to
Get it how you live
When you live like this
Like this, like this
How you plan to
Get it how you live
When you live like this
Like this, like this
Check it
Look
Touch Cory Tate or Ace I break your vertebra, deface
It takes two to make everything alright, Rob Base
Just me and you, we gotta hash this out
If not just bring the caskets out
Antiseptics not working
I got a nasty mouth
Barz and Notez, my folks we put this together
This conglomerate climate changin, rearrangin the weather
See he cold
But he hot
See he bold
But he not
Well not purposely
I do spaz out when yall start to urkin me
These barz like Hercules, they Earth the room
And have the women twerkin until they hurting they knees
Don't stop, get it, get it
We need formidable competition around here
My opps obsolete, no opposition around here
Don't end up target practice for Deadshot
My Suicide Squad Hindu bitches, that red dot
Don't get discontinued
When I show up to your venue hungry guess what's on the menu
Eat you up, spit you out then I'm gone, I got shit to tend to
Don't be a victim of circumstances
For standin by a nigga, you don't get a bypass, innocent bystander
This Knots Landing, they'll cancel your show
Niggas know
The only thing Debo writing is ransom notes
Here go another anthem, folks, yall tune in
New lenses for the scope, gon need forensics when I zoom in
Jackal style
Lacka, lacka, lack-ow
Pap you up like Paquio
Fire you up then put you out just like a Black and Mild
How you plan to
Get it how you live
When you live like this
Like this, like this
How you plan to
Get it how you live
When you live like this
Like this, like this
How you plan to
Get it how you live
When you live like this
Like this, like this
How you plan to
Get it how you live
When you live like this
Like this, like this
Writer(s): Cory Tate
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