Tae Retro, Your Stepdad - Misdemeanor lyrics

Ayy, ayy, haha yeah, yeah
Look

She tryna bunny hop on my ding-a-ling, bitch
Wait in line (Line)
Stop tryna hit me up in my
DM if you wasting time (Time)
You need to dig inside of your bag
Don't try to take from mine
What just came from mind, cracking your mama
That's my favorite line (Ayy)
Every day, somehow, bread fall in my lap
Then I go broke again
Only way all my secrets get revealed
Is 'cause my closest friends
You better watch your back, she got a knife
I think she closing in
Might as well fuck her homie, way they act
They gon' be close again
Huh, you can say it's different
Strokes for different folks
I just fucked this Christian bitch
I got her singing different notes
She came out of Michigan
She say I rap like Lil Boat
Sent her back to Michigan
She lowkey look like Richard Price
Ayy, cold-blooded baby as a (Uh, damn)
Cold-blooded nigga as a baby
I got dipped in ice
Linked up with this Asian bop
Her kitty-kat was dipped in rice
Take her out them Billie jeans
I beat it right like Mr mike

Posted with Your Stepdad
Not no father figure
When they ask me about the comp'
You are not considered
Don't ask the hoes about Tae
'cause they sad and bitter
A nigga tried to throw the ones with me
He is not no stripper
Niggas swear they real
But that's not what they advertising
Heard you ain't winning, boy
You need to start capitalizing
Never speak on plans, Tae Retro
I be strategizing
Nigga tried to throw the problem at me
We simplified it
Heard you tried to slide and got
Left in a bad condition heard you had hoes
Why you caught in the act of simping?
It's kinda crazy how these niggas
Dying over Twitter mentions
And these hoes tell
So I'll never cuff a London Tipton
You the type to (Alright, hold on)
You the type to talk about somebody
But don't know yourself
Said you want a free what?
You done hoed yourself
Niggas rap about it all day
But don't know no wealth

Ayy, spoked that on my name (Uh, damn)
Ayy, spoked that on my name 'cause I
Rap better than his favorite rapper
One night with his hoe, scream my name
She gon' change it after
Told her that she don't like
You, but she like me
That's my favorite actor ayy, nigga, trust
I really know niggas that can get it busting
You look like the type of nigga who
Would fuck around and kiss your cousin
Call up that boy easy for that dagger
We can split your muffin
Know I can't be vibing on the
FaceTime 'cause I'm busy dubbing
Bitch, I feel amazed (I feel amazed)
If I ain't sleep
I'm prolly somewhere getting paid
(I'm getting paid)
That's why you broke and pressing
Bitches to get laid
They throwing shots at me, but
I still ain't get grazed, nigga
Go work on your aim, nigga

Everything I do is so creative
Can't be duplicated
Every time I drop, they like
"Who made it?" Retro really the greatest
I can't even chill after I made it
Never be complacent
Me and money, something that's adjacent
I'm just being patient hopping over beats
That's just my form of meditation
Could teach you how to get it
This could be your education
Tryna crack it like a code
I'm not here for all the dating
Yeah, I might bend
But Tae Retro never breaking

Ha, Tae Retro, Tae Retro hold on, Tae Retro