Cobra Lyrics by Megan Thee Stallion is brand new song sung by Megan Thee Stallion and music of this latest song is given by Bankroll Got It, Shawn “Source” Jarrett, Derrick Milano. Cobra song lyrics are also penned down by Derrick Milano, Megan Thee Stallion, Joel Banks, Taylor Banks, Shawn “Source” Jarrett, Stanley Clarke.
| Song: | Cobra |
| Singer: | Megan Thee Stallion |
| Music: | Bankroll Got It, Shawn “Source” Jarrett, Derrick Milano |
| Lyrics: | Derrick Milano, Megan Thee Stallion, Joel Banks, Taylor Banks, Shawn “Source” Jarrett, Stanley Clarke |
| Album: | MEGAN (2024) |
Cobra Lyrics
(B-B-Bankroll Got it)
Ayy
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?
sh!t, 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
This pu$$y depressed, hmm, I’m about to stress him, yeah
Pink nails ’round his neck, huh, but this ain’t domestic, ayy
Think it’s goin’ down, hah, now he stand corrected, ayy
This pu$$y depressed, hmm, I’m about to stress him, ah
Ayy, damn, I got problems
Never thought a b!tch 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 d!ck sucked in the same spot I’m sleepin’
Lord, give me a break, I don’t know how much more of this sh!t 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 sh!t
Damn, I finally see it
I’m killin’ myself when b!tches would die to be me
This pu$$y depressed, hmm, I’m about to stress him, yeah
Pink nails ’round his neck, huh, but this ain’t domestic, ayy
Think it’s goin’ down, hah, now he stand corrected, ayy
This pu$$y depressed, hmm, I’m about to stress him, ah
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
