Tae Retro - Like I’m In Houston 3 lyrics
[Tae Retro - Like I’m In Houston 3 lyrics]
Tae Retro, I'm making history
He say he a shooter, he kiddin’ me
He callin' me bro, but he is no kin to me
I cut hoes even, I'm good with the symmetry
I got a red dot for the enemy
He wanna earn stripes
So we catchin’ a penalty
I'm a team player, I cook fundamentally
She on my tip, then I hit expeditiously
(Ayy, wait, hold on)
Flow scientific, I'm studyin' protons
These niggas ain't shootin'
They just playin' SOCOM
Lock up in Dallas, I post up like Boban
You say your lil' shooter be shootin’
Then why that lil’ boy got his meter on?
Hot in the stu' like
Who just turned the heater on?
Crackily snappin’
Like who turned the speakers on?
Me and my boys on the rise
I'm lookin' at comp' like
Who really stoppin’?
And my flow elite like Nike, I hop
On the beat with the punch, started sockin'
And I'm ballin' on niggas, pull up to
Your street shootin' J's, but no
I'm not walkin'
And these ho's be burstin' with feathers
They flockin' together, so no
I'm not hawkin'
Mr x, how I walk through your resident
I'm the GOAT, well
We know that it's evident
Hate rappers, niggas know that I'm prejudice
Not a pilgrim, I ain't doin' no settlin'
Might drop a disc
Do destruction like Krillin
If she from Chicago
You know that I'm drillin'
The whip color yellow
You know that I'm peelin'
I feel like I'm Weezy
I don't have a ceiling
Tae Retro, I'm making history
He say he a shooter, he kiddin' me
This nigga lame like, where is his dignity?
She all on my woody, I bust 'til infinity
And no, you cannot get rid of me
And these niggas sick 'cause they
Can't find the remedy
I'm nice with the pen
Like I study calligraphy
I'm grindin' all night
Had to upgrade abilities oops, silly me
Droppin' these hit's
I don't care who be feelin' me
If you gonna slide
Better come with an infantry
The flow paranormal, you hear the activity
Uh, uh, Tae Retro, uh tae Retro, uh
Hold on, Tae Retro
He say he a shooter, he kiddin’ me
He callin' me bro, but he is no kin to me
I cut hoes even, I'm good with the symmetry
I got a red dot for the enemy
He wanna earn stripes
So we catchin’ a penalty
I'm a team player, I cook fundamentally
She on my tip, then I hit expeditiously
(Ayy, wait, hold on)
Flow scientific, I'm studyin' protons
These niggas ain't shootin'
They just playin' SOCOM
Lock up in Dallas, I post up like Boban
You say your lil' shooter be shootin’
Then why that lil’ boy got his meter on?
Hot in the stu' like
Who just turned the heater on?
Crackily snappin’
Like who turned the speakers on?
Me and my boys on the rise
I'm lookin' at comp' like
Who really stoppin’?
And my flow elite like Nike, I hop
On the beat with the punch, started sockin'
And I'm ballin' on niggas, pull up to
Your street shootin' J's, but no
I'm not walkin'
And these ho's be burstin' with feathers
They flockin' together, so no
I'm not hawkin'
Mr x, how I walk through your resident
I'm the GOAT, well
We know that it's evident
Hate rappers, niggas know that I'm prejudice
Not a pilgrim, I ain't doin' no settlin'
Might drop a disc
Do destruction like Krillin
If she from Chicago
You know that I'm drillin'
The whip color yellow
You know that I'm peelin'
I feel like I'm Weezy
I don't have a ceiling
Tae Retro, I'm making history
He say he a shooter, he kiddin' me
This nigga lame like, where is his dignity?
She all on my woody, I bust 'til infinity
And no, you cannot get rid of me
And these niggas sick 'cause they
Can't find the remedy
I'm nice with the pen
Like I study calligraphy
I'm grindin' all night
Had to upgrade abilities oops, silly me
Droppin' these hit's
I don't care who be feelin' me
If you gonna slide
Better come with an infantry
The flow paranormal, you hear the activity
Uh, uh, Tae Retro, uh tae Retro, uh
Hold on, Tae Retro