Retro Flow

Ayye, ayye, 150 Dream Team, huh

Packs came in, roll a wood to see what the gas like (Posto)

Welcome to the fast life, buy hemi to see what the gas like

Used to ride Buicks, Taruses, now I get 10k for es

Pull up hoppin' outta foreign shit, splash brothers with me, scorin' shit

Foe nem sluttin' hoes, all on tour shit, fly free, bitches don't aboard shit

Remember youngins sleeping on the floor shit, check my bank account, my shitenormounis

I mean enormous, big books on me, no thesaurus

I never lied even back when I was broke, these other rappers act C.B.4. shit

Hundred thousand, probably saw like four of them, back up on my shit I need some more of them

Never satisfied, I need millions, niggas sitting 'round, it's civilians

It's civilians, niggas killin' 'em, old ladies, man, even children

Real street nigga, I ain't feelin' it, but when it come to beef, I ain't feeling shit

Niggas say they see the opps, they spilling 'em, everytime they see the opps they missin' 'em

Hit the innocent, go do sentences, we don't play around, lil bro finish 'em

Soberer than a bitch, I ain't been sippin' shit, stacking hundreds, making forties, little shit

Shit ridiculous, used to shop at corner stores with fifty cents, probably died trying not to mention it

I had beef up in my hood like Fifty Cent, but I ain't ever have to make 'em many man

Know my diffles, want it, bye bye many man, so you know I gotta keep it with me then

Forty glizzy with me, come and get me then, kill a nigga

Lord, oh forgive me, foe nem fuck around and get me him

And sometimes, shit, it just remind me of nights at the club again

Know security was searching me, you know that I'ma get the burner in

150 Dream Team behind me, always looking grimey

And as far as trouble, we don't want none, but we still a find it

I'm from Chiraq, this the lifestyle, I don't even mind it

Hollows in the forty-five, X.D., beam on the side of it

I can't trust these hoes, see yo house, put niggas right on it

Fuck that bitch in a hotel, kick her out, I put my life on it

I ain't worried about no niggas, you know that I keep my pipe on it

I ain't saying nobody can get me but I see suspicion, I'm right on it

Let a nigga catch me slipping, you know I deserve it

Rather go out in the foreign, on the e-way swervin'

When I die, don't let no pussy niggas in my service

My view be so high in the sky, my phone don't got no service

I get high and think of all them nights when I was serving

Never went through no peer pressure, lived my life on purpose

If you alive and don't get paper, you ain't got no purpose

What the fuck up with the world, everybody savage

Nobody wanna be no doctors, all the shorties get clapped at

Ain't nobody going to college, all of the shorties on SnapChat