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letra de you are my high ! - tae retro

[intro: tae retro]
hold on, tae retro

[verse 1: tae retro and cayo]
she told me to slide, she slid me the addy before i could reply to the sentence
this n-ggas not hard, they not finna shoot like that one rapper from memphis
i’m finna cook up like i learn from a chemist
they say i’m the g.o.a.t. before i even finish
you n-ggas be going out sad for a mention
these n-ggas ain’t hard, they claim that i meant it (wait, hold on)
feasting on beats, what’s a menu?
the flow get you out of your body like ginyu
the money is something that i just attend to
this n-gga just asked for the grand with no venue
run it up ’til i tear my meniscus
run it up like i care ’bout my fitness
you hear the song like, “retro, you did this?”
pure slasher, how i came with the quickness (wait, hold on)
top five and it’s not even debatable
he tried to keep up, but he know he incapable
they wanna use me, but i’m never available
you n-ggas is sadly mistaken
i sn-tch the crowd ’cause it’s up for the taking
n-ggas hating and it’s obviously blatant
i keep quiet ’bout the money i’m making
and i just 3-0’d the beat, in other words, i just caught me a body (woah)
and you ain’t gotta speak on my snapping ’cause honestly, i just do it for hobby (woah, woah)
picture a room without retro, hard to do ’cause they can’t ever crop me (woah, woah)
and i’m far up, you pray on my fall, but i’d love to see if you can stop me (woah, woah)
[verse 2: cayo and tae retro]
i’m not [?], n-gga
woke up to that bag, lil’ n-gga
[?] what you jack, lil’ n-gga
i got hoes like [?], said he smoke that pack, lil’ n-gga
’cause my guy gon’ have to get you
my b-tch, she look too bad, lil’ n-gga
might hop out and crash the whip
and you know i don’t even play that sh-t
go ‘head, go ‘head, play with my sh-t
and i can’t leave without my kick
i love her, can’t play my b-tch
i’m from va, channel 396
black boy, don’t get put in the mix
you know you not meant for this
man, i’m finna spin your sh-t (ahem, tae retro)

[verse 3: tae retro]
on the beat, throwing punches like kakarot
your boy ain’t tough, man, you know that he act a lot
making money, retro really do stack a lot
you wanna slide, but that’s too detrimental
how you gon’ slide when it’s not beneficial?
he not a thinker, so they cracking his mental
it turns out that that’s not very simple
and i got the sauce and i’ll keep it a secret
i’ll never release it ’cause n-ggas be stealing
and i keep it real because that’s all that i know
i do not see the point in me tryna spare feelings
if you wanna battle, it’s not recommendable
i’m too turnt, got me feeling invincible
he said he shooting, best believe that it’s fictional
you want a verse, then the fee is additional
[verse 4: cayo]
b-tch ass man, go ‘head, get out of my way
‘fore all my n-ggas gon’ spray
bad b-tch let me beat on her face
tay-k, we done did that race
and i can’t stand here and play no games
and i’m like, “ain’t no way”
just hear the 808’s
it take your pain away
and all of my n-ggas ain’t going for nothing
stepback shooter, [?] m-ffin
he said he gon’ run my sh-t, he bluffing
this squad, all my n-ggas coming

[outro: tae retro]
either you real or either you fake, there is no ground in the middle
when i’m in the stu’, i’m known to like shout, no, i cannot keep it civil
tae retro, uh
tae retro
yeah

- tae retro

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