Heifer Please by Tae Retro Lyrics

[Intro]
Hi, Kevin

[Verse]
Young Tae Retro, smash your ho with some sandals
Young Kyrie Irving, boy, I'm nice with the handle
Tae Retro, I'll body any beat for example
Grab a BIC, nigga straight up lit like a candle
Shorty hit my line, always bugging with an issue
I ain't Dr. Phil, lil' thottie, grab a tissue
Sad to really say, but a nigga will not miss you
Real nigga hours mad late, what's the curfew?
Double pump shotgun, nigga, why you lacking?
Put me on the aux', all my tracks really snapping
Nigga, we ain't friends, what's the point of all this dapping?
If you want the feature, hit my line, straight taxing
Niggas straight capping on the track with your Uzi
Got your momma, sister, and your cousin wanna do me
He cannot compete, so that nigga wanna sue me
Heard his last verse, but it didn't really move me
Nigga, check my posture, nigga, check my roster
Shorty mad awkward, so I had to block her
Shorty on my line 'cause I look like Walter Payton
Me and my bro got foreigns, think we racing
Why she hit my line and her bio claim taken?
Please, get up off me, I'm really losing patience