Monolithic Suppressor ! lyrics

[Intro]
Toom, your beats are trash
Uh, uh, uh
Yeah, what
Hold on, Retro

[Verse 1]
As it stands 'til this day, Edison is undefeated
I had to power up before I snap because I need it
You thought you had one on Retro, you lucid dreaming
Should've did a song with Drake, how you n*ggas steady scheming
Plus, I'm flexed up, she gon' drop the neck because I'm next up
Vest up, n*ggas out here shooting, being reckless
I'm in that one bag like a hooper, they can't check us
Plus my team up, that's why the competition sweat us (Lеt's go)
I got a M on my mind like a n*gga turning Majin
I'm too far ahead, ain't no point in evеn stopping
Run it up like a pacer test, Malcolm Brogdon
They used to hate, but now I'm on they screen like I'm vlogging (Like what?)
Young Tae Retro on your cell like a ringtone
But I'm E.T., I'm out this world, can I phone home?
n*ggas down bad, plus they broke, need a whole loan
Caucasian ladies out here choosing 'cause my skin tone
Cause destruction when I start spinning with that one disc
n*ggas buy a gun and start flashing like a fit pic
I won't be complacent, Tae Retro, I'm taking all risks
I'm the underdog coming up, that's why they all sick
If she act too nuts, I cut her off like a vasectomy
I don't need a b*tch, I got the money sitting next to me
Cooking to perfection, n*ggas wanna know the recipe
SAT flows, why these n*ggas out here testing me? (That's facts)
[Break]
Huh, yeah, yeah
Uh, Tae Retro, uh
Tae Retro, ayy, ayy–turn me up
Ayy, what, what?
Hold on, Retro

[Verse 2]
And I keep the flow knocking back and forth just like a metronome
Home alone, but I'm still safe just like McCaulay Culkin
"Retro, when you dropping?" I don't know bro, just be patient
Plus, I'm speedracing to the guap like I ain't got no choice
The way I'm on a streak, I swear to God, it’s so historical
Retro really goated, don't even answer, it's rhetorical
Shorty tryna take the di*k with her like it's portable
Sent him up top for sending shots, now he orbital
n*ggas couldn't keep up if they was racing in DeLoreans
Retro know it all, I'm a well-known historian
Living off borrowed time, I don’t play the accordion
Send the beats to the Netherrealm like I'm Scorpion
Retro really snapping, but I've never broke a ligament
You was talking crazy, now you in a bad predicament
n*ggas claim they hard, but I'm really getting sick of it
Walked into a farm and seen a goat, we equivalent
Walked up in the stu', I'm getting comfy like I live here
I been on the road like them tires, it's a good year
Rain is gone, so you can see the vision, ain't it so clear?
What's the point in being scared now? I live in no fear
Everybody failing, Retro gotta be the chosen one
Swag school closed, so I guess I gotta open one
Tell a rap n*gga that I'm proud like he my only son
Treating beats like I'm Tiger Woods, put a hole in one
[Outro]
Haha, at this point, Retro
You–you are in, actually, stellar form today
Oh my God, like, ah
You're–you're just good at this, bro