ATE lyrics
by TiaCorine
[Chorus]
Take his ass for all he got
Since he gon' spend it on thots (Huh?)
Say he sorry, b*tch, I'm not
What he got? A lot?
I put money on his top (I did)
Can't no b*tch take my spot (I did)
Tell him kiss my ass, like: "Muah"
All these n*ggas do is lie
[Verse 1]
All these commas in my bank
Throw these dollars in your face
Let's get one thing straight
Draws get ate, figures— eight
Icy neck, figure eight
I show up, b*tch, I ate
You carbon copy, imitate
I make more than what she make
(Where you at?)
Zero, zero, zero, zero, zero
I takе everything from thesе n*ggas
And give it to b*tches, I sound like a hero
Bad b*tch, Robbinhood
I get dollars, yen, euros
How many n*ggas want me?
I mean, hunnids, millions, plural
Took him out of that hood, put his ass in the 'burbs
I can drive a n*gga crazy, make him spin the block like he hit a curb
I'm in Saks Fifth, y'all crumb eatin' ass birds
I honey pot that n*gga, now my guts be gettin' all stirred
[Chorus]
Take his ass for all he got
Since he gon' spend it on thots (Huh?)
Say he sorry, b*tch, I'm not
What he got? A lot?
I put money on his top (I did)
Can't no b*tch take my spot (I did)
Tell him kiss my ass, like: "Muah"
All these n*ggas do is lie
Take his ass for all he got
Since he gon' spend it on thots (Huh?)
Say he sorry, b*tch, I'm not
What he got? A lot?
I put money on his top (I can't)
Can't no b*tch take my spot (I did)
Tell him kiss my ass, like: "Muah"
All these n*ggas do is lie
[Outro]
Let's get one thing straight
Draws get ate, figures— eight
Icy neck, figure eight
I show up, b*tch, I ate
You carbon copy, imitate
I make more than what she make