Retro

[Verse 1]
Throwback (throwback)
Throwback (throwback)
Throwback (throwback)
Grinding just so I can switch my credit card to Kodak (hold that)
I had snakes in my grass but a nigga did mow that
Wait, ain't no in-between they either love or they hate
Either they real or they fake
Either I'm chill or I'm ain't
Either I'm chill or I'm ain't
I am the bomb, detonate
I got the weed in my J
I got your bitch in my phone
She really digs my cologne
I smell like success
She said you smell like a failure
I know that shit sounds familiar
I'm on my way to the airport, got a flight in an hour
Don't ask me where I'm going 'cause I'm going to tell you the top

[Chorus]
Feel like the first of the month, first of the month
What up, life, what up, life, what up, life, what up, life
I'm turning into a monster, I'm turning into a beast
I am too sick for a doctor, I am too sick, too sick, too sick sick
Retro, retro, retro
I am a dog I belong in a Petco
(I am a dog I belong in a, I am a, I am a dog I belong in a)
Retro, retro, retro
I am a dog I belong in a--hold up

[Verse 2]
Looking out the window it's a long ways down (it's a long ways, long ways, long ways)
Older cousin told me fuck with people that I know I can depend on
I've done so many favors for myself that I need ten arms
Told my grandma that I'm eating 'cause they hate when you don't
('Cause they hate if you don't, hate if you won't, hate if you won't)
That shit won't faze me
People tell me I'm crazy
'Cause I don't do the normal
And I'm suit for this business
I'm not too shabby when formal
Let me inform you, I do this
Dawg my head, man, my body
They look at me like Anubis
Don't get it twisted like Rubik's
I'm everything niggas not
Look in the mirror, see mucus
And because of the music
They shoot they love like they Cupid

[Chorus]
Feel like the first of the month, first of the month
What up, life, what up, life, what up, life, what up, life
I'm turning into a monster, I'm turning into a beast
I am too sick for a doctor, I am too sick, too sick, too sick sick
Retro, retro, retro
I am a dog I belong in a Petco
(I am a dog I belong in a, I am a, I am a dog I belong in a)
Retro, retro, retro
I am a dog I belong in a--
(I am a dog I belong in a-, I am a, I am a dog I belong in a-)
(I am a dog I belong in a-, I am a, I am a dog I belong in a-)
A'ight (-Long in a-, long in a-, long in a-)
A'ight (-Long in a-, long in a-, long in a-)
Yeah, yeah (-Long in a-, long in a-, long in a-)
(Laughing)
(-Long in a, long in a, long in a)

[Verse 3]
I want big green like Reptar
I want big green like Reptar
I want my money in hand
I want my roof in my trunk
And my weed must smell like skunk
And my shoes must be retro
And my bitch must be so bad that I got to return her to the pet store
You niggas annoy me to the maximum
Want features, man, I'm taxing 'em
Because the shit I come up with flows off better than laxatives
Favors is what they ask of him
Mercy is what they want from me
Murciélago vehicle, damn I hope it's in store for me
Even if niggas was out of stock
I ain't got time like I'm out of clocks
Bring me my shit, nigga, A.S.A.P
I got fucking problems like I'm ASAP
Y'all don't want to play with me my nigga
I don't want to have to go West Calumet in this dealership
Bring all my niggas from West Calumet to the dealership
And just have all of these niggas start stealing shit

[Chorus]
Feel like the first of the month, first of the month
What up, life, what up, life, what up, life, what up, life
I'm turning into a monster, I'm turning into a beast
I am too sick for a doctor, I am too sick, too sick, too sick sick
Retro, retro, retro
I am a dog I belong in a Petco
(I am a dog I belong in a-, I am a, I am a dog I belong in a-)
Retro, retro, retro
I am a dog I belong in a--