Tae Retro - Resort / System Settings! lyrics
[Tae Retro - Resort / System Settings! lyrics]
Uh, hold on, Tae Retro
And she at my crib like a resort
You said you gon' slide
So why did you detour?
I will not beef with that nigga if he poor
In, I feel safe like a
(Hey, where's Rolo?, Tae Retro)
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, let's go (Retro)
He not a shooter, he GTA passive
I'm basically saying he don't
Want the action broke up with my shorty
She hope that it lasted
I feel like a fossil, not talking Jurassic
And I feel like the Bible
You hearing a testament
"How much money you made?" I
Might give a rough estimate
Preview a snippet and thеy want
The rest of it i got this one thеory
You know that I'm testing it
And they want to collaborate
Now, I'm really like
"Wow" where was this when a
Nigga first needed it?
These niggas ain't real, man
I'm already seeing it
They hungry for drama
You know I ain't feeding it
Bleeding it, they thinking Retro is Blueface
Not Cali', it's Gotham, I'm Two-Face
Run every beat, man
They think it's a foot race
Niggas be cap, I don't care for the he-say
Thinking he hard, he gon' end up like Nappa
Niggas be lying 'bout stepping, they cappers
Put the bag in the air
Then I'm jumping right after
I slave in the stu'
But I don't know a massa
We not playing COD
Why she mounted on Edison?
I heard that he saw it
So why he go fed again?
I mix up the remedy, where is the medicine?
Life is not checkers
You know I play chess again
I just want the coin, in Retro we trust
Why is you lying? It's never been up
Pressure applied, I'll never give up
Career in the same place, why are you stuck?
(Wait, hold on) i ran it up like a marathon
Catch me online like you shopping with Amazon
Made her tap out, but we not in the octagon
Oh no, wait Edison, who is you plotting on?
Can you give me some space?
I just caught an iso'
She swear that she love me
I think it's a typo the beat is so perfect
I just need the right flow
You think that you better? You
High as a kite, bro
Haha, yeah, uh, you high as a kite, bro
Uh, uh bruh, it's like 1: 30 in the morning
Ayy, but I'm finna go back in though
Uh, Tae Retro
I am a villain, so where is my monologue?
She all on my stick
I'm not talking 'bout analog
She loving Tae Retro, she loving his catalog
He thought he was tough
Why he changing the dialogue?
The flow cutthroat like we
Playing Soul Calibur
Retro move steady, a well-known balancer
I go hit the road
They gon' think I'm a traveler
You riding my wave
Why you act like a passenger?
Walk down for redemption
The new John Marston
If he want a verse, then I might do a bargain
You don't know Tae, so I do beg your pardon
And I feel like Cell with
The way that I'm charging
It's up like Kami, your girl is the lookout
Remember them days I was working at Cook Out
I'm done with the punching
I should do a hook now he think he a king
But he move like a rook now
And she at my crib like a resort
You said you gon' slide
So why did you detour?
I will not beef with that nigga if he poor
In, I feel safe like a
(Hey, where's Rolo?, Tae Retro)
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, let's go (Retro)
He not a shooter, he GTA passive
I'm basically saying he don't
Want the action broke up with my shorty
She hope that it lasted
I feel like a fossil, not talking Jurassic
And I feel like the Bible
You hearing a testament
"How much money you made?" I
Might give a rough estimate
Preview a snippet and thеy want
The rest of it i got this one thеory
You know that I'm testing it
And they want to collaborate
Now, I'm really like
"Wow" where was this when a
Nigga first needed it?
These niggas ain't real, man
I'm already seeing it
They hungry for drama
You know I ain't feeding it
Bleeding it, they thinking Retro is Blueface
Not Cali', it's Gotham, I'm Two-Face
Run every beat, man
They think it's a foot race
Niggas be cap, I don't care for the he-say
Thinking he hard, he gon' end up like Nappa
Niggas be lying 'bout stepping, they cappers
Put the bag in the air
Then I'm jumping right after
I slave in the stu'
But I don't know a massa
We not playing COD
Why she mounted on Edison?
I heard that he saw it
So why he go fed again?
I mix up the remedy, where is the medicine?
Life is not checkers
You know I play chess again
I just want the coin, in Retro we trust
Why is you lying? It's never been up
Pressure applied, I'll never give up
Career in the same place, why are you stuck?
(Wait, hold on) i ran it up like a marathon
Catch me online like you shopping with Amazon
Made her tap out, but we not in the octagon
Oh no, wait Edison, who is you plotting on?
Can you give me some space?
I just caught an iso'
She swear that she love me
I think it's a typo the beat is so perfect
I just need the right flow
You think that you better? You
High as a kite, bro
Haha, yeah, uh, you high as a kite, bro
Uh, uh bruh, it's like 1: 30 in the morning
Ayy, but I'm finna go back in though
Uh, Tae Retro
I am a villain, so where is my monologue?
She all on my stick
I'm not talking 'bout analog
She loving Tae Retro, she loving his catalog
He thought he was tough
Why he changing the dialogue?
The flow cutthroat like we
Playing Soul Calibur
Retro move steady, a well-known balancer
I go hit the road
They gon' think I'm a traveler
You riding my wave
Why you act like a passenger?
Walk down for redemption
The new John Marston
If he want a verse, then I might do a bargain
You don't know Tae, so I do beg your pardon
And I feel like Cell with
The way that I'm charging
It's up like Kami, your girl is the lookout
Remember them days I was working at Cook Out
I'm done with the punching
I should do a hook now he think he a king
But he move like a rook now