Retro, wake your ass up. This is a retro exclusive. I just fit the *** on my jeans and my gauze. Shawty wanna *** with the team, we don't know. She try to set us up, we get the band, you sure? Man, bitch, on my neck, I told the girl, look at, look. She keep moving her neck fast, off the lid, I like it slow. Good partner with my body, but I'm acting like I'm poor. These niggas ***ing watching, and they always want some more. Bitch, I'm hot as hell, but I'm falling to the floor. These faces in my pocket, blew it down the ***ing shore. My bitch, she bad as hell, but I am some good to you. Love you on my ***ing kicks, all those better than before. We live in the trenches, but I need to be on tour. Niggas say they want some smoke, retro gang, we want some more. The boy, he got a chopper, with his hammer coming through. And your bitch, she is an info, she gon' *** me till I'm sore. Retro. All right, while the average nigga slow. Nigga try to rob me, I got the glock up in the drawer. Bitch can't come in my crib, she gon' *** up my decor. I can't live no average life, my kicks cost your credit score. These niggas, they ain't working like a ***er on the score. All these bitches pouring deuces, man, you niggas are the poor. And all my niggas hungry, you can't hear these thongs roar. I was born in the trenches, I can't love it anymore. I heard some niggas traveling, some be posted by the store. But I need them big white bands, *** it, I'm just like a ***. I was made for this ***, I can feel it in my core. And they always talking down, but deep inside, they adore. And if you not my man, you can't hit the ***ing door. Retro game, be the team, pussy nigga, check the score. Enough to take off, ain't no life that we gon' soar. But my bitch, that's like our song, all your bitches might be poor. Waiting for this ***, yeah, I'm for it. I just wanna see the day when we buy the whole store. I just wanna see the day when we buy the whole store. I just wanna see the day when we buy the whole store. This is a retro exclusive.