Tae Retro - 40k Freestyle lyrics
[Tae Retro - 40k Freestyle lyrics]
(Sauron) uh huh
Retro yeah, yeah
Call me flight attendant with the
Way I'm checkin' bags (Chill Retro)
I'm the reason why these rap
Nigga sound trash (Facts)
I can't stand rappers
most they lyrics really cap
Your woman crush really
Just a man in some drag (Oh my God)
Lyrically, you weak
Sounding like a rapping trashcan
Thinkin' that you tough
You get done like the last man
Niggas used to hate
Now they claimin' that they my fans
Show aggression while wearin' white
Triple K clan (Retro)
You better not talk
I woke up with good intentions
Tackle on the play, now he down
Ain't no clippin' (It is)
Came an hour late, now she mad
Now she trippin' something you can't find
That's exactly what I'm dripped in
(Well that's it bruh) what, what, what
Feel like Stella, Got My Groove Back
Claimin' that he tough, he ain't tough
Where his crew at
Plasma gun, aim it right at you
Why I do that rappers weird
I cannot conform with a face tat' (Nah)
Nah, I refuse to
I'm just flexin' on the industry
Way I hit beats
You would think I show no sympathy
'Cause I'm baggin' everything I see
Like a shopping spree
Tackle everything that I play
That's the jock in me after scrimmage
Leave an after image when
I'm done sprintin' tracks hittin'
Cause I'm flow switchin' with
The most precision no allegiance
Triggers get to squeezin' like
It's open season here's to creasin'
Leave a nigga leakin' if
He known for tweakin' nah I'm kiddin
Most of this was written
Like a golly scripture
Prolly hit you when he's off the liquor
That's a bad mixture
Not a quitter, niggas actin' bitter
I'm a track ripper
Retro yeah, yeah
Call me flight attendant with the
Way I'm checkin' bags (Chill Retro)
I'm the reason why these rap
Nigga sound trash (Facts)
I can't stand rappers
most they lyrics really cap
Your woman crush really
Just a man in some drag (Oh my God)
Lyrically, you weak
Sounding like a rapping trashcan
Thinkin' that you tough
You get done like the last man
Niggas used to hate
Now they claimin' that they my fans
Show aggression while wearin' white
Triple K clan (Retro)
You better not talk
I woke up with good intentions
Tackle on the play, now he down
Ain't no clippin' (It is)
Came an hour late, now she mad
Now she trippin' something you can't find
That's exactly what I'm dripped in
(Well that's it bruh) what, what, what
Feel like Stella, Got My Groove Back
Claimin' that he tough, he ain't tough
Where his crew at
Plasma gun, aim it right at you
Why I do that rappers weird
I cannot conform with a face tat' (Nah)
Nah, I refuse to
I'm just flexin' on the industry
Way I hit beats
You would think I show no sympathy
'Cause I'm baggin' everything I see
Like a shopping spree
Tackle everything that I play
That's the jock in me after scrimmage
Leave an after image when
I'm done sprintin' tracks hittin'
Cause I'm flow switchin' with
The most precision no allegiance
Triggers get to squeezin' like
It's open season here's to creasin'
Leave a nigga leakin' if
He known for tweakin' nah I'm kiddin
Most of this was written
Like a golly scripture
Prolly hit you when he's off the liquor
That's a bad mixture
Not a quitter, niggas actin' bitter
I'm a track ripper