Cobra - Megan Thee Stallion LYRICS - Mr-Jatt

Megan Thee Stallion is the singer of the song Cobra, which has lyrics written by Megan Thee Stallion, Derrick Milano, Joel Banks, Taylor Banks & Shawn “Source” Jarrett, and music composed by Bankroll Got It, Shawn “Source” Jarrett & Derrick Milano.

[Intro]

(B-B-Bankroll Got it)

Ayy

[Verse 1]

Breakin' down and I had the whole world watchin'

But the worst part is really who watched me

Every night I cried, I almost died

And nobody close tried to stop it

Long as everybody gettin' paid, right?

Everything'll be okay, right?

I'm winnin', so nobody trippin'

Bet if I ever fall off, everybody go missin'

At night, I'm sittin' in a dark room thinkin'

Probably why I always end up drinkin'

Yes, I'm very depressed

How can somebody so blessed wanna slit they wrist?

Shit, I'd probably bleed out some Pinot

When they find me, I'm in Valentino, ayy

He pourin' me shots, thinkin' it's lit

Hah, little did he know

[Chorus]

This pussy deprеssed, hmm, I'm about to stress him, yeah

Pink nails 'round his nеck, huh, but this ain't domestic, ayy

Think it's goin' down, hah, now he stand corrected, ayy

This pussy depressed, hmm, I'm about to stress him, ah

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[Verse 2]

Ayy, damn, I got problems

Never thought a bitch like me would ever hit rock bottom

Man, I miss my parents, way too anxious, always cancel my plans

Pulled up, caught him cheatin', gettin' his dick sucked in the same spot I'm sleepin'

Lord, give me a break, I don't know how much more of this shit I can take (Ayy)

How long you been worried 'bout me, tellin' people that's not me?

Honestly, it kinda feel like you plottin', watchin'

Why is you speakin' on me at my lowest when you acted like you ain't noticed?

I was trippin', goin' crazy

And they lowkey hatin', so they ain't gon' say shit

Damn, I finally see it

I'm killin' myself when bitches would die to be me

[Chorus]

This pussy depressed, hmm, I'm about to stress him, yeah

Pink nails 'round his neck, huh, but this ain't domestic, ayy

Think it's goin' down, hah, now he stand corrected, ayy

This pussy depressed, hmm, I'm about to stress him, ah

[Outro]

I ain't goin', yeah, no emotion, ayy

Back outside, yeah, back in motion, ayy

He keep callin', hmm, I ignore it (Ayy)

He say I'm crazy, hmm, don't I know it, ah