Tae Retro - Masenko !!! lyrics
[Tae Retro - Masenko !!! lyrics]
Gunshots yup, yuh, yuh, yuh
Tae Retro i don’t know man
They said they need my assistance
Hold on, Retro
No BO1, but I slide with the Makarov
Heating up now
so I might take my jacket off
I cut the beat
Then I might throw the hatchet off
Claim that you 'bout it
Then why you be acting soft?
Like I’m in Texas, I step back like Luka
I stay to myself, so I don’t need a shooter
Asthmatic nigga, I don’t smoke on hookahs
These digital niggas just beef on computers
(Huh? What? No, sir)
Walk with the force like Anakin
Hall of fame badge, I maxed out my handling
Shorty in China, she only speak Mandarin
Resident Evil, I creep in your neighborhood
Niggas couldn’t guard me when
I hit the hardwood i’m on the grind and I
Shine like a star could
I hit the flow, then I snap like some plywood
I’m here to take over like Raditz
I’m overpowered
They wish they could patch it (They could)
No, I don’t talk to a ratchet
She want some friction
I’m not with the static (I’m not)
McGrady, I move like the Magic
Tired of these niggas, they not even savage
(Nah) nigga, we know that you passive
Get off the mic and chill
Out with the capping
I pass out the paper like substitute teachers
I didn’t use to ball
So I sat on the bleachers
Off of the Perc', that boy is a tweaker
I can’t name a time I got carried on features
D-Generation, I’m kicking like Shawn
These niggas be weird
Don’t know what they on
Log on the beat, I’m snapping dot-com
I’m mowing these tracks
Like Hank with the lawn
Well, I guess this is the part where
I thank y’all for the cooperation, huh?
Ha, I don’t know man
They gon' get tired of that eventually
Like Tae, why you always thanking us man?
But nah, for real, thank y’all
For tuning in, bruh, i love y'all
Retro
Tae Retro i don’t know man
They said they need my assistance
Hold on, Retro
No BO1, but I slide with the Makarov
Heating up now
so I might take my jacket off
I cut the beat
Then I might throw the hatchet off
Claim that you 'bout it
Then why you be acting soft?
Like I’m in Texas, I step back like Luka
I stay to myself, so I don’t need a shooter
Asthmatic nigga, I don’t smoke on hookahs
These digital niggas just beef on computers
(Huh? What? No, sir)
Walk with the force like Anakin
Hall of fame badge, I maxed out my handling
Shorty in China, she only speak Mandarin
Resident Evil, I creep in your neighborhood
Niggas couldn’t guard me when
I hit the hardwood i’m on the grind and I
Shine like a star could
I hit the flow, then I snap like some plywood
I’m here to take over like Raditz
I’m overpowered
They wish they could patch it (They could)
No, I don’t talk to a ratchet
She want some friction
I’m not with the static (I’m not)
McGrady, I move like the Magic
Tired of these niggas, they not even savage
(Nah) nigga, we know that you passive
Get off the mic and chill
Out with the capping
I pass out the paper like substitute teachers
I didn’t use to ball
So I sat on the bleachers
Off of the Perc', that boy is a tweaker
I can’t name a time I got carried on features
D-Generation, I’m kicking like Shawn
These niggas be weird
Don’t know what they on
Log on the beat, I’m snapping dot-com
I’m mowing these tracks
Like Hank with the lawn
Well, I guess this is the part where
I thank y’all for the cooperation, huh?
Ha, I don’t know man
They gon' get tired of that eventually
Like Tae, why you always thanking us man?
But nah, for real, thank y’all
For tuning in, bruh, i love y'all
Retro