FusionDance+ lyrics

[Intro]
Sauron
Damn son, where'd you find this?
Hold on Tae Retro

[Verse 1: Tae Retro]
Kick in through the back, tell Lil Kavi grab the front door
Shawty on her knees, throw it back she on the dance floor
Now I'm on the court playing defense why you can't score (Bucket)
Hoes that's from the north will give you dome until they throat sore (Wow)
Young Tae Retro came straight with extensions
n*ggas out here mad 'cause the sauce is what I'm dripping
Shawty like my style and she like just how I'm living
Now she wanna run it up and count up all my digits (Tae Retro)
Tryna take my style swear these n*ggas be so counterfeit
Tried to send shots, but a n*gga had to counter it
If I get this money, guaranteed I'm gonna balance it
Living with your parents tryna save up your allowances
Money stacking, n*ggas out here lacking, Retro really swagging (Tae Retro)
Why you bragging, hoes be what I'm bagging, FedEx with the package (Tae Retro)
Heard your last track, and I swear it had me laughing
n*gga I'm a star, you would think I'm friends with Patrick

[Verse 2: Kaviar]
It's Kaviar, it's Kaviar, it's Kaviar
I got foreign hoes, foreign clothes, but no foreign car
She tryna get with me (f*ck that b*tch), she tryna get with me (f*ck that b*tch)
f*ck a b*tch, me and Retro making history
Swear that she she told me
She be like "Kavi come fold me"
She wanted the di*k I'll be Moby
[?] with the tool b (*Tss tss, tss tss*)
All of these b*tches they know me
I be all close but not cozy
I bought it from Colby
I swear your shorty all on me
n*ggas be joking
But they hoes be choking
Got that lil b*tch she soaking wet
All of my b*tches be heaven-sent
I got money, I got evident
My best friend a dead president
My best friend a dead president (He is)
My best friends a dead president
Lately I've been tryna find a little baby
Hoes treat me like a station they be tryna play me
I can't f*ck with n*ggas I swear all of y'all be phonies
I got bros, so I can't say I be by my lonely
I got foes, I got ops tryna be my homies (f*ck them n*ggas)
I got n*ggas hating on me 'cause they hoes be on me (f*ck them n*ggas)
And they mad 'cause my diamonds wetter than tsunami
Keep a .6, no Atlanta, I be in my zone B' (*Tss tss, tss tss*)
[Outro]
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