Tae Retro - Monolithic Suppressor ! lyrics
[Tae Retro - Monolithic Suppressor ! lyrics]
Yeah, what hold on, Retro
As it stands 'til this day
Edison is undefeated
I had to power up before I
Snap because I need it
You thought you had one on Retro
You lucid dreaming
Should've did a song with Drake
How you niggas steady scheming
Plus, I'm flexed up
She gon' drop the neck because I'm next up
Vest up, niggas out here shooting
Being reckless
I'm in that one bag like a hooper
They can't check us plus my team up
That's why the competition sweat us
(Lеt's go) i got a M on my mind
Like a nigga turning Majin
I'm too far ahead
Ain't no point in evеn stopping
Run it up like a pacer test, Malcolm Brogdon
They used to hate, but now I'm on they
Screen like I'm vlogging (Like what?)
Young Tae Retro on your cell like a ringtone
But I'm ET, I'm out this world
Can I phone home?
Niggas down bad, plus they broke
Need a whole loan
Caucasian ladies out here choosing
'cause my skin tone
Cause destruction when I start spinning
With that one disc
Niggas buy a gun and start
Flashing like a fit pic
I won't be complacent, Tae Retro
I'm taking all risks
I'm the underdog coming up
That's why they all sick
If she act too nuts
I cut her off like a vasectomy
I don't need a bitch
I got the money sitting next to me
Cooking to perfection
Niggas wanna know the recipe sAT flows
Why these niggas out here testing me?
(That's facts)
Huh, yeah, yeah uh, Tae Retro, uh
Tae Retro, ayy, ayy–turn me up
Ayy, what, what? Hold on, Retro
And I keep the flow knocking back
And forth just like a metronome home alone
But I'm still safe just like McCaulay Culkin
"Retro, when you dropping?" I
Don't know bro, just be patient
Plus, I'm speedracing to the guap like
I ain't got no choice
The way I'm on a streak, I swear to God
It’s so historical
Retro really goated, don't even answer
It's rhetorical
Shorty tryna take the dick with
Her like it's portable
Sent him up top for sending shots
Now he orbital
Niggas couldn't keep up if they
Was racing in DeLoreans retro know it all
I'm a well-known historian
Living off borrowed time
I don’t play the accordion
Send the beats to the
Netherrealm like I'm Scorpion
Retro really snapping
But I've never broke a ligament
You was talking crazy
Now you in a bad predicament
Niggas claim they hard
But I'm really getting sick of it
Walked into a farm and seen a goat
We equivalent walked up in the stu'
I'm getting comfy like I live here
I been on the road like them tires
It's a good year
Rain is gone, so you can see the vision
Ain't it so clear?
What's the point in being scared now?
I live in no fear everybody failing
Retro gotta be the chosen one
Swag school closed
So I guess I gotta open one
Tell a rap nigga that I'm proud
Like he my only son
Treating beats like I'm Tiger Woods
Put a hole in one
Haha, at this point, Retro
You–you are in, actually, stellar form today
Oh my God, like, ah
You're–you're just good at this, bro