Level 17 by Tae Retro Lyrics

[Intro]
Dvtchie on the beat

[Verse 1]
Nigga, just watch how you flex (Tae Retro)
My niggas gon' pick up the check (Yeah)
Extendo's make a movie
Off of that lean, she get groovy (Let's get it)
I stay with my dog like I'm Snoopy
"Retro, I heard that you flex" (Okay)
Living life, I'm up next
Retro, I had to go do it (I did)
Teaching niggas like some students
I heard she down with the movement (She is)
I think she really be lying (She do)
My nigga, it's all about timing (Okay)
Pesos in my pocket
I hit the bank, made deposits (I did)
I keep a stash in the closet
Hoes didn't want me, now they flocking (Tae Retro)
"Tae Retro, boy, I heard that you next up" (Yeah)
Sick up off my flow, boy, I really need a checkup
My diamonds dancing hard, yeah, my wrist just hit the salsa (Ayy)
Young Tae Retro, boy, I'm not much of a talker (Tae Retro)
Shawty hit me up, I be thinking she a stalker
Niggas think that they really balling, but I cook they whole roster (Right?)
Switching up my flow, so you cannot copy me (Hey)
Had to hit the bank, now Tae Retro on a shopping spree (Let's get it)
[Interlude]
Ayy, Tae Retro, Retro
Ayy, uh, Retro, Retro
Tae Retro, uh, Retro
Uh, ayy, let's get it

[Verse 2]
I be hitting with the bars though
Whipping foreign cars though (Ayy)
"Tae Retro, I heard that you a star, bro" (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Tryna feed my fam', make sure nobody is starving (What?)
Bars out this world, young nigga, I'm a martian
Kick a nigga out, I be feeling like I'm Martin
Retro, I was born to flex
My niggas, yeah, we all up next
I'ma flock to your city, ayy
She call me daddy like Diddy, ayy (Like Diddy)

[Outro]
She call me daddy like Diddy, ayy (Huh)
Yeah, Retro