Tae Retro - Final Flash !!! lyrics
[Tae Retro - Final Flash !!! lyrics]
They loving my vibe, they loving my flow
Yeah, I was broke, but I really need more
Interior cold, you might need a coat
Local lil' rapper, I might do a show
I get the money, then snatch up your sister
You know she a thot, so why did you kiss her?
These niggas trash, get dumped in the litter
Ya mans be tweaking, like why is he bitter?
They really be trash, they not even near us
You cannot beat me, I'm feeling like Beerus
Security came, they couldn't even clear us
We bleed the same way
So why would you fear us?
Ain't talking no strap
But I did bring the heater she looking back
So I can't wait to beat her
I'll blow up the world
I'm feeling like I'm Frieza
I'm swerving so fast
You can't read the meter
Ayy man, look, look man, you know
What I'm saying, it's your boy, tae Retro
Honestly bro, honestly bro, I don't
Even know what to say, bro
I'ma let this beat ride for a minute
And then I'ma come in with another verse and
That's how we're gonna do
Things around here retro
Sauce what I'm packing
You know that it's tragic
Don't battle with magic
I'm living so lavish
I'm popping like static
I know it's a habit i bounce like a rabbit
I might let you have it
Masenko be hitting, these niggas is crazy
I might make you lean, but you not even lazy
I smelt the roses, but you pushing daisies
Ya Marshall don't matter when
I turn to shady
I got the style, you tried to run with it
I got the bag, it got some funds in it
I'm on the track, I'm having fun with it
I'm dripping sauce, you tried to run with it
White on white like I'm cooking with flour
I met you in Austin
You didn't have the power
The way that I'm flexing
It might leave you sour
I might hit the club and then make it shower
Look, we gon' say it one more time
For the people in the back, man
I am applying pressure the rest of this year
I'm just not gon' let up, like
Like you niggas gon hate me, bro
But it's gon' be all good 'cause
I'ma come through with like
All these verses and just, you
Know, tear you up, man
Bands for these bands, and that's word to SK
Niggas be hating like Trump hating Ese's
He ran with my flow, but this ain't a relay
These niggas be raging like we playing 2K
I heard all the talking, my nigga
Let's get it
When I hit the beat, I'm known as a misfit
I won't shoot my shot if
I know gon' miss it
Don't talk to me, nigga
That's none of your business
And I got all the codes, nigga
What you mad for? Had a 5 when I walked
To my local corner store
And these niggas really mad 'cause
I'm known as Retro
Open field when I shoot like
I'm taking free throws
Yeah, I was broke, but I really need more
Interior cold, you might need a coat
Local lil' rapper, I might do a show
I get the money, then snatch up your sister
You know she a thot, so why did you kiss her?
These niggas trash, get dumped in the litter
Ya mans be tweaking, like why is he bitter?
They really be trash, they not even near us
You cannot beat me, I'm feeling like Beerus
Security came, they couldn't even clear us
We bleed the same way
So why would you fear us?
Ain't talking no strap
But I did bring the heater she looking back
So I can't wait to beat her
I'll blow up the world
I'm feeling like I'm Frieza
I'm swerving so fast
You can't read the meter
Ayy man, look, look man, you know
What I'm saying, it's your boy, tae Retro
Honestly bro, honestly bro, I don't
Even know what to say, bro
I'ma let this beat ride for a minute
And then I'ma come in with another verse and
That's how we're gonna do
Things around here retro
Sauce what I'm packing
You know that it's tragic
Don't battle with magic
I'm living so lavish
I'm popping like static
I know it's a habit i bounce like a rabbit
I might let you have it
Masenko be hitting, these niggas is crazy
I might make you lean, but you not even lazy
I smelt the roses, but you pushing daisies
Ya Marshall don't matter when
I turn to shady
I got the style, you tried to run with it
I got the bag, it got some funds in it
I'm on the track, I'm having fun with it
I'm dripping sauce, you tried to run with it
White on white like I'm cooking with flour
I met you in Austin
You didn't have the power
The way that I'm flexing
It might leave you sour
I might hit the club and then make it shower
Look, we gon' say it one more time
For the people in the back, man
I am applying pressure the rest of this year
I'm just not gon' let up, like
Like you niggas gon hate me, bro
But it's gon' be all good 'cause
I'ma come through with like
All these verses and just, you
Know, tear you up, man
Bands for these bands, and that's word to SK
Niggas be hating like Trump hating Ese's
He ran with my flow, but this ain't a relay
These niggas be raging like we playing 2K
I heard all the talking, my nigga
Let's get it
When I hit the beat, I'm known as a misfit
I won't shoot my shot if
I know gon' miss it
Don't talk to me, nigga
That's none of your business
And I got all the codes, nigga
What you mad for? Had a 5 when I walked
To my local corner store
And these niggas really mad 'cause
I'm known as Retro
Open field when I shoot like
I'm taking free throws