Tae Retro - Cover Athlete lyrics
[Tae Retro - Cover Athlete lyrics]
Hold on, Tae Retro
Stop claiming that you scam
You don’t swipe Visa’s
Niggas really at their job
straight slicing pizza
Oldhead tapped in off his new beeper
Niggas tryna steal my image
Like Jeepers Creeper
Shorty tryna get a ring, no championship
In the gym, still balling, no membership
Niggas wanna ride the boat ‘til
It sunk it's ship
Thought shorty played for the Celtics
How I blowed her hip on your own street
Heard you need a hood pass
Tae Retro, big dripping, check the forecast
Senior year, head down
Straight snack in class
Shorty wanna keep up, but I’m moving fast
In the whip, cutting up, no self-inflicted
On the beat, straight snapping, yeah
I go ballistic heard you wanna be a trapper
That ain’t realistic
Tried to tell niggas I was up
They ain’t never listened
Off-season, making moves like Jerry West
I ain’t verified yet, still making checks
Treat the money like secrets
How it’s always kept
I’m in the crib with your girl
‘bout bored to death balling all year
Really should’ve made the cover
Shorty ain’t ‘bout her bag
So I had to dub her
Tae Retro, I ain’t cuffing
Don’t need a lover
Heard you in the house, telling stories
How I Met Your Mother stats maxed
What I look like tryna buy a boost?
In the room, got her screaming like Majin Buu
Niggas way too hype, who they talking to?
Retro pedal straight to the
Bag like a mongoose
Lobbing hoes left and right
Kinda like the NBA
All up in your school, no meeting
What’s a PTA?
Tae Retro, I got the cheat codes, no GTA
Been balling since birth, yeah
It’s in my DNA
Niggas know I ran for MVP, yeah
I lead the race smiling at my enemies
Ask me how success taste
Hoes on the run where I go like a foot race
Got good stamina
I hope she keep the same pace in my opinion
Half these niggas need to go retire
Imagine me taking truth from a bunch of liars
Out of date ass nigga finna go expire
Every time I grab the pen
Niggas know I inspire
Thought I worked on cars, how I’m rotating
Niggas know I’m finna blow
I’m tired of being patient
Retro finna blast off, no space station
Why these hoes all in my face?
I know they been hating
Tae Retro make eighty on a good night
Need a verse? I’ll do it for the right price
Niggas wanna try they luck
Don’t roll the dice
Know a few niggas, down bad, not living right
Yeah, I love to eat beats
I got a weird pallet how you think you gon’
Blow without any talent? Royalty flow
Should’ve copped a king’s palace
Niggas be salty ‘cause their
Bank account low balance
In the city, I don’t dance
But I catch the groove
I’ma hit her down right like a special move
All these cards in my wallet
I ain’t tryna duel
How ironic that you gas niggas
But they low on fuel
I’m tryna turn hoes around like a crossover
I’ma grind for the mill’ ‘til my days over
Shorty tryna cuff
Give that ho a cold shoulder
How you gon’ play dumb like
I ain’t never told you?
I been scoped niggas out, no bolt action
Told shorty, "Let’s link
" gave her satisfaction
You ain’t getting no verse
Without a transaction
Talent and money is just something
That you been lacking
Uh, yeah, what? Tae Retro, uh, Tae Retro, uh
Bruh, I'm done, bruh
Stop claiming that you scam
You don’t swipe Visa’s
Niggas really at their job
straight slicing pizza
Oldhead tapped in off his new beeper
Niggas tryna steal my image
Like Jeepers Creeper
Shorty tryna get a ring, no championship
In the gym, still balling, no membership
Niggas wanna ride the boat ‘til
It sunk it's ship
Thought shorty played for the Celtics
How I blowed her hip on your own street
Heard you need a hood pass
Tae Retro, big dripping, check the forecast
Senior year, head down
Straight snack in class
Shorty wanna keep up, but I’m moving fast
In the whip, cutting up, no self-inflicted
On the beat, straight snapping, yeah
I go ballistic heard you wanna be a trapper
That ain’t realistic
Tried to tell niggas I was up
They ain’t never listened
Off-season, making moves like Jerry West
I ain’t verified yet, still making checks
Treat the money like secrets
How it’s always kept
I’m in the crib with your girl
‘bout bored to death balling all year
Really should’ve made the cover
Shorty ain’t ‘bout her bag
So I had to dub her
Tae Retro, I ain’t cuffing
Don’t need a lover
Heard you in the house, telling stories
How I Met Your Mother stats maxed
What I look like tryna buy a boost?
In the room, got her screaming like Majin Buu
Niggas way too hype, who they talking to?
Retro pedal straight to the
Bag like a mongoose
Lobbing hoes left and right
Kinda like the NBA
All up in your school, no meeting
What’s a PTA?
Tae Retro, I got the cheat codes, no GTA
Been balling since birth, yeah
It’s in my DNA
Niggas know I ran for MVP, yeah
I lead the race smiling at my enemies
Ask me how success taste
Hoes on the run where I go like a foot race
Got good stamina
I hope she keep the same pace in my opinion
Half these niggas need to go retire
Imagine me taking truth from a bunch of liars
Out of date ass nigga finna go expire
Every time I grab the pen
Niggas know I inspire
Thought I worked on cars, how I’m rotating
Niggas know I’m finna blow
I’m tired of being patient
Retro finna blast off, no space station
Why these hoes all in my face?
I know they been hating
Tae Retro make eighty on a good night
Need a verse? I’ll do it for the right price
Niggas wanna try they luck
Don’t roll the dice
Know a few niggas, down bad, not living right
Yeah, I love to eat beats
I got a weird pallet how you think you gon’
Blow without any talent? Royalty flow
Should’ve copped a king’s palace
Niggas be salty ‘cause their
Bank account low balance
In the city, I don’t dance
But I catch the groove
I’ma hit her down right like a special move
All these cards in my wallet
I ain’t tryna duel
How ironic that you gas niggas
But they low on fuel
I’m tryna turn hoes around like a crossover
I’ma grind for the mill’ ‘til my days over
Shorty tryna cuff
Give that ho a cold shoulder
How you gon’ play dumb like
I ain’t never told you?
I been scoped niggas out, no bolt action
Told shorty, "Let’s link
" gave her satisfaction
You ain’t getting no verse
Without a transaction
Talent and money is just something
That you been lacking
Uh, yeah, what? Tae Retro, uh, Tae Retro, uh
Bruh, I'm done, bruh