[Intro]
Hoodrixh on the track [?]
Retro, Retro

[Verse 1]
Run the money n***a, time for collection
Got the sauce, why these n***as addressing?
Lift the work, but a n***a ain't pressing
Left on R, baby no, we ain't texting (Thot!)
Want a verse, but he wasted my time
After work, n***as know that I shine
Wanna work, but I had to decline
Hit the beat like I'm causing a crime (Okay)
Writin' lines, n***as know I inspire
Beat her back, so she wanna retire
Donald Trump with these n***as, you're fired
Make her sing, I ain't talking a choir
Real n***a, I don't care if you feel me
On a roll like I'm rocking some Heelys
Balling hard, never tore my achilles
Rap n***as on the beat, get silly
Been had a bag, they should call me St. Nicholas
Rappers be mad because we not equivalent
Shorty come over, you know that we kicking it
Recipe good like I just put my foot in it (Mmm)
Saying he better, but that is not accurate
I got the flow and you n***as be jacking it
Adding up numbers, I never did calculus
Lyrics immaculate, n***as ain't tracking this (Perfect!)
Talking 'bout balling, you n***as ain't scoring
I don't want a foreign, that life is so boring
Baby girl love me, I know she adoring
I rest through the night and then wake in the morning (Facts)
I get off of work then I sleep on the couch
They know I'm gon' blow but they leaving some doubt
Shorty start bugging, I'm kicking her out
I don't wanna work because you in a drought (These n***as lame bro)
[Chorus]
Flip the beat like a fry cook
Shorty bad so I might look
Talk down, get your ho took
Giving brain like she read books
Flip the beat like a fry cook
Shorty bad so I might look
Talk down, get your ho took
Giving brain like she read books
Flip the beat like a fry cook
Shorty bad so I might look
Talk down, get your ho took
Giving brain like she read books
Flip the beat like a fry cook
Shorty bad so I might look
Talk down, get your ho took
Giving brain like she read books

[Verse 2]
I move with precision, you n***as be switching
I got the sauce and you rappers be tripping
Been had the vision, I never be slipping
Travelling hard, but I don't move my pivot
And she wanna cuff like her name is Mrs. Officer
She wanna cheat, then Tae Retro ain't stopping her
Flex from a distance, you might need binoculars
She looking bad, so why on Earth would I bother her?
2019 is my year and I'm calling it
Rappers be trash and they really need polishing
All on my grind and these n***as ain't stopping it
Don't got designer, so no, I'm not rocking it (Tae Retro!)
[Outro]
Oh-oh, wait, that's the end of it?
Ha, alright