Tae Retro, Slump6s, wolfacejoeyy - Cortex 2 lyrics
Joseph Badejo
[Tae Retro, Slump6s, wolfacejoeyy - Cortex 2 lyrics]
Ahem, alright alright, you know what
Niggas ain't expect this yeah, yeah
(And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube)
Hold on, Tae Retro
These niggas, they not really tough
They hop on the 'Gram and
Switch up the narrative
Yeah, I can score, but I rather assist
I'm something like "Pistol Pete" Maravich
On the topic of death, I'm
Not really for it
But don't ever think that I'm scared of it
I know this one Muslim, he move like a boss
He only know how to speak Arabic (Tae Retro)
If I retire, I'm known as the GOAT
I'm something like '93 Jordan
It's kinda ironic that I stopped
Hooping, but in real life, i'm scoring
You swear that you lit by
Your image, reality speaking
We know that you boring
This lil' ho is chasing, I
Call her a sprinter
But I'm not the one that's touring (Haha)
They ain't the ones that's winning, huh
Nigga, this just the beginning
I'm finna slide in a minute, huh
He swear he a shooter, he kidding, huh
And I need a brief intermission, huh
Tae Retro, I'm on a mission
I just had me an epiphany
I don't understand why these niggas
Be sick of me
Used to be mad, that's the bitter me
No, I'm not famous
You still can't belittle me
I got the power, I keep it a mystery
Me and the beat got history
My head is level, so you cannot trigger me
I am not here for the trickery
She wanna be saved, I'm
Not with the chivalry
Now she see me as her enemy
Presidential, I'm feeling like Kennedy
She really think that Dakota the remedy
I put the chop in the sky like a butterfly
Putting him right in the
Ground like a centipede
Man, I been on the block like a center
I get the pack in the mail like a letter
That girl a whole vegetarian by the
Way she eat the meat up, i already fed her
They sleeping on me like a mattress
Calling me Hollywood, I ain't an actress
That boy a square, nigga, shout
Out to 'Bob, nigga
I been a star and I ain't talking Patrick
(Brrrt) That money calling my phone
I'm balling hard like I'm Karl Malone
I'm Lil' 6, but they call me Atlanta
The way that these niggas be all in my zone
We winging shit and I ain't talking B-Dubs
I ain't DaBaby, the beat, it get beat up
Shoutout to Zack, but I stay with the drac'
And I ain't talking bout the
One hanging with Bia
You mad that I'm scoring
I tell em' to D up
You niggas cheap like the shit at Ikea
These niggas mad 'cause I'm first
In the race, nigga
Only advice I can give is to keep up
Hi (Okay) hello (Hey)
Got my shooter with me like Carmelo
Got an Asian ho, with me, she
Love when she see me
I'm all in her kitty like hello
Feel like Yachty, she blow like a cello
In a 'Rarri, you know that it's yellow
Got a white bitch, her ass jiggle like jello
My lil' nigga with knives
We call him Donatello i ain't gonna do it
My lil' nigga really gon' do it
My brother pop out, he gon' shoot it
Lil shawty, I'm zooted
This not a gang, it's a movement
Not making bread, nigga, move it uh, stupid
Tell that lil' bitch I'm not Cupid
She still sending you to recluse it
Or maybe I'm just too exclusive
Lil' shawty, what you doing?
Shawty, you intrusive, uh
They like, "How the fuck this nigga
Came from producing?"
How the fuck this nigga switchin' up
Right in my face? Man
This shit is really confusing
How the fuck these niggas posted
Up with all these guns
When you know damn well you not shooting?
Uh, uh, Lil' Joey, Retro and Slump
We beat the beat, it's abusive, uh
Woah
Niggas ain't expect this yeah, yeah
(And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube)
Hold on, Tae Retro
These niggas, they not really tough
They hop on the 'Gram and
Switch up the narrative
Yeah, I can score, but I rather assist
I'm something like "Pistol Pete" Maravich
On the topic of death, I'm
Not really for it
But don't ever think that I'm scared of it
I know this one Muslim, he move like a boss
He only know how to speak Arabic (Tae Retro)
If I retire, I'm known as the GOAT
I'm something like '93 Jordan
It's kinda ironic that I stopped
Hooping, but in real life, i'm scoring
You swear that you lit by
Your image, reality speaking
We know that you boring
This lil' ho is chasing, I
Call her a sprinter
But I'm not the one that's touring (Haha)
They ain't the ones that's winning, huh
Nigga, this just the beginning
I'm finna slide in a minute, huh
He swear he a shooter, he kidding, huh
And I need a brief intermission, huh
Tae Retro, I'm on a mission
I just had me an epiphany
I don't understand why these niggas
Be sick of me
Used to be mad, that's the bitter me
No, I'm not famous
You still can't belittle me
I got the power, I keep it a mystery
Me and the beat got history
My head is level, so you cannot trigger me
I am not here for the trickery
She wanna be saved, I'm
Not with the chivalry
Now she see me as her enemy
Presidential, I'm feeling like Kennedy
She really think that Dakota the remedy
I put the chop in the sky like a butterfly
Putting him right in the
Ground like a centipede
Man, I been on the block like a center
I get the pack in the mail like a letter
That girl a whole vegetarian by the
Way she eat the meat up, i already fed her
They sleeping on me like a mattress
Calling me Hollywood, I ain't an actress
That boy a square, nigga, shout
Out to 'Bob, nigga
I been a star and I ain't talking Patrick
(Brrrt) That money calling my phone
I'm balling hard like I'm Karl Malone
I'm Lil' 6, but they call me Atlanta
The way that these niggas be all in my zone
We winging shit and I ain't talking B-Dubs
I ain't DaBaby, the beat, it get beat up
Shoutout to Zack, but I stay with the drac'
And I ain't talking bout the
One hanging with Bia
You mad that I'm scoring
I tell em' to D up
You niggas cheap like the shit at Ikea
These niggas mad 'cause I'm first
In the race, nigga
Only advice I can give is to keep up
Hi (Okay) hello (Hey)
Got my shooter with me like Carmelo
Got an Asian ho, with me, she
Love when she see me
I'm all in her kitty like hello
Feel like Yachty, she blow like a cello
In a 'Rarri, you know that it's yellow
Got a white bitch, her ass jiggle like jello
My lil' nigga with knives
We call him Donatello i ain't gonna do it
My lil' nigga really gon' do it
My brother pop out, he gon' shoot it
Lil shawty, I'm zooted
This not a gang, it's a movement
Not making bread, nigga, move it uh, stupid
Tell that lil' bitch I'm not Cupid
She still sending you to recluse it
Or maybe I'm just too exclusive
Lil' shawty, what you doing?
Shawty, you intrusive, uh
They like, "How the fuck this nigga
Came from producing?"
How the fuck this nigga switchin' up
Right in my face? Man
This shit is really confusing
How the fuck these niggas posted
Up with all these guns
When you know damn well you not shooting?
Uh, uh, Lil' Joey, Retro and Slump
We beat the beat, it's abusive, uh
Woah