Tae Retro - 100K Freestyle lyrics
[Tae Retro - 100K Freestyle lyrics]
She like my flow cause im hotter than summer
I got your hoe and I pipe like a plumber
Niggas be cappin I really did numbers
(Tae Retro)
Hold on, Tae Retro
Chopping the beat like I'm
Working with lumber
She like my flow cause I’m hotter than summer
I got your hoe and I pipe like a plumber
Niggas be cappin I really did numbers
(Tae Retro)
Rappers be trashin' the rest of them, oh
You swear you solid I know you gon' fold
Niggas be talking, they acting so bold
They thought I was hacking cause
I got the codes (go crazy then)
I pull up to Cali and snatch me a cougar
You swear you gon’ shoot me
But where is your shooter
Niggas be lyin' they cap on computer
Teaching the youth I'm like Retro the tutor
(you goin' crazy)
Hit the hoe once I ain't buy her no flowers
Niggas be lame why they acting so sour?
I flounce the paper, it rain like a shower
I got the money it stack like a tower
Look, look, ok Tae Retro I understand
I understand that you hit a hundred k and all
But I
I just don't think that you pulled a really-
Hold on, Tae Retro
Rappers be mad because Retro is up next
Why are you flexin' boy
This ain't a contest
You think you tough but
You really be harmless
I hit the beat like I’m aiming for targets
I crack the beat like I got it illegal
I make a hit, you know that it’s lethal
When I hit beats, man
I swear it ain't legal
I ain’t cuffin' shorty she
Ball like an eagle (ewwww)
I don't understand why these
Niggas they hate me
I pull up like Justin and snatch up your baby
Hop on the stage and I make em' go crazy
You hopped on the beat and
You sounded so lazy (that’s unfortunate)
I feel like a ninja I run with the blade
I don't want to work if
I'm not getting paid
Ran in your crib like I'm doing a raid
That nigga ain't hard I don't
Care what he claim (he lame, bro)
A hundred k plays, I do it again
You talk down on me
But you flexin' with 10s
Why is you lyin', we never was friends
Flexin' on niggas, but that's not a sin
Oh, okay Retro goodness gracious
Uhh well, that's the end of that
I guess uh well I mean (huh, Retro)
It's-a me, Mario!
Hit the hoe once I ain't buy her no flowers
Niggas be lame why they acting so sour?
I flounce the paper, it rain like a shower
I got the money it stack like a tower
I got your hoe and I pipe like a plumber
Niggas be cappin I really did numbers
(Tae Retro)
Hold on, Tae Retro
Chopping the beat like I'm
Working with lumber
She like my flow cause I’m hotter than summer
I got your hoe and I pipe like a plumber
Niggas be cappin I really did numbers
(Tae Retro)
Rappers be trashin' the rest of them, oh
You swear you solid I know you gon' fold
Niggas be talking, they acting so bold
They thought I was hacking cause
I got the codes (go crazy then)
I pull up to Cali and snatch me a cougar
You swear you gon’ shoot me
But where is your shooter
Niggas be lyin' they cap on computer
Teaching the youth I'm like Retro the tutor
(you goin' crazy)
Hit the hoe once I ain't buy her no flowers
Niggas be lame why they acting so sour?
I flounce the paper, it rain like a shower
I got the money it stack like a tower
Look, look, ok Tae Retro I understand
I understand that you hit a hundred k and all
But I
I just don't think that you pulled a really-
Hold on, Tae Retro
Rappers be mad because Retro is up next
Why are you flexin' boy
This ain't a contest
You think you tough but
You really be harmless
I hit the beat like I’m aiming for targets
I crack the beat like I got it illegal
I make a hit, you know that it’s lethal
When I hit beats, man
I swear it ain't legal
I ain’t cuffin' shorty she
Ball like an eagle (ewwww)
I don't understand why these
Niggas they hate me
I pull up like Justin and snatch up your baby
Hop on the stage and I make em' go crazy
You hopped on the beat and
You sounded so lazy (that’s unfortunate)
I feel like a ninja I run with the blade
I don't want to work if
I'm not getting paid
Ran in your crib like I'm doing a raid
That nigga ain't hard I don't
Care what he claim (he lame, bro)
A hundred k plays, I do it again
You talk down on me
But you flexin' with 10s
Why is you lyin', we never was friends
Flexin' on niggas, but that's not a sin
Oh, okay Retro goodness gracious
Uhh well, that's the end of that
I guess uh well I mean (huh, Retro)
It's-a me, Mario!
Hit the hoe once I ain't buy her no flowers
Niggas be lame why they acting so sour?
I flounce the paper, it rain like a shower
I got the money it stack like a tower