Baby Tate
KenTheMan, Baby Tate, Kalan.FrFr | Red Bull Spiral Freestyle
(KenTheMan)
If a b**** ain’t got no money can’t tell me nothing
Why tf she talking
Gonna think I’m Mary how a b**** been poppin
I ain’t gone stop til I’m in my coffin
Just bought a house real big
It’s just me and my kid
I been setting these trends
Got these hoes looking like my twins
Been in the lab like Dex like Dede
Hoes gone watch on they lil ass tv
Long Ass weave but I ball like Saweetie
I been on heads all year I’m sleepy
They like Ken why you ain’t blow yet
Well I don’t know that
I just know these b*****s know me but don’t wanna post that
I been giving b*****s game now they think they coaches
They be saying they the hardest but I’m seeing ghosts
Man these b*****s couldn’t see me if I let em focus
Tell these girls the rent due I'm bout to leave a notice
I got bars like happy hour
Fly ass b**** no super powers
I mix my tequila with my Red Bull had me up for hours
I got Tate and Kalan on the cypher shout to the Spiral
Yes the flow been sick but not that kind when I say I been viral
(Kalan.FrFr)
He got jewelry on, but I don’t know bro, that s*** might be Etsy
Oh that’s your hoe, you gone make her block me, cus she think I’m sexy
I did cut back on the drink, I’m lifting weights, I’m eating healthy
She a fan, but she gon treat me like her man when we take selfies
F*** that fraud s***, this s*** real
He ain’t gang, these n***** weird
I get petty when I’m in my feelings, been that way since I was lil
I’m just trying to beat the beat, check her receipts, we creeped a lil
I would choose, but I don’t love these hoes, just trying to freak a lil
Got a rose gold Prezi on the way, it’s fine as f*** like ruby
He gone dip when you play hard to get, I like my b*****s bougie
I get too much pape to hate, I can’t get caught up on no coochie
I just told my ex she dead to me, that’s KD in that loose leaf
Got it out the mud all on my own, ain’t ask no n**** to lift me
Red Bull said they needed 60, gave em 60 this to Nipsey
I went four for four in my DMs this week, ain’t eat no Wendy’s
They know Imma have it my way, if you want me then come get me
(Baby Tate)
Might have seen me on the Perm box
Rappers still can’t see me though
Call it Bird Box -
I’m not going back and forth on Twitter
I ain’t Soulja boy
I don’t bird talk -
I mean bird walk
Walk through
Get the backend
Then skirt off -
Go home
Have your man giving top (remove & at beginning of line)
Before I even get my skirt off -
Yeah
They call me the creme de la creme
And I’m not even lightskinned -
Me & these b*****s not in the same sentence
That’s something I can’t even type in -
Baby Tate Decatur’s greatest
They said they been waiting on me like a stipend -
Not from Houston but I do got a couple screws that need tightening -
My grip tight like a virgin
I’m the Black Madonna -
I don’t talk to the Karen’s
No not even Donna -
That boy follow my lead
Cuz I’m the prima donna -
And when he call me the First Lady
I don’t need Obama -
Like what’s a co sign
God looked down from the sky -
And said it’s yo time
Pipe me up then I hit em with a slow whine -
It’s been a while since they heard a chick
Spit like this -
And guess why
It’s cuz I wrote mine
Now get u a pen and a pad Take notes
Tell me how many times I changed flows
They gave me some Red Bull in the back
Just so they could see how far them wings go
No I do not mean I’m giving head
When I say that I’m bout to let them things blow
No I do not mean I’m giving head
When I say that I’m bout to let them things blow
💨
Draymond
Thought u could take my man
Dream on
What would he need with a Poole
When I got this river like Jordan
To Wade on
Every beat u know I skate on
Wait I feel like I been rapping for a while
But just like your man’s sex game baby
This won’t take long
Look
I don’t get mani pedis at the nail salon
Everything that I do upper echelon
If they got some money I’m the one they bettin on
And If you got a neck that’s what I be steppin on
Big steppa
Yeah I get cheese, that’s big cheddar
I’m from Atlanta
Shoutout Latto and Omeretta
Shoutout to JID, Big Boi and Three Stacks
If you want smoke, I don’t lace blunts
But I will push your wig back b****