[Verse 1]

They loving my vibe, they loving my flow

Yeah, I was broke, but I really need more

Interior cold, you might need a coat

Local lil' rapper, I might do a show

I get the money, then snatch up your sister

You know she a thot, so why did you kiss her?

These niggas trash, get dumped in the litter

Ya mans be tweaking, like why is he bitter?

They really be trash, they not even near us

You cannot beat me, I'm feeling like Beerus

Security came, they couldn't even clear us

We bleed the same way, so why would you fear us?

Ain't talking no strap, but I did bring the heater

She looking back, so I can't wait to beat her

I'll blow up the world, I'm feeling like I'm Frieza

I'm swerving so fast, you can't read the meter

[Interlude 1]

Ayy man, look, look man, you know what I'm saying, it's your boy, Tae Retro

Honestly bro, honestly bro, I don't even know what to say, bro

I'ma let this beat ride for a minute, and then I'ma come in with another verse and that's how we're gonna do things around here

Retro

[Verse 2]

Sauce what I'm packing, you know that it's tragic

Don't battle with magic, I'm living so lavish

I'm popping like static, I know it's a habit

I bounce like a rabbit, I might let you have it

Masenko be hitting, these niggas is crazy

I might make you lean, but you not even lazy

I smelt the roses, but you pushing daisies

Ya Marshall don't matter when I turn to shady

I got the style, you tried to run with it

I got the bag, it got some funds in it

I'm on the track, I'm having fun with it

I'm dripping sauce, you tried to run with it

White on white like I'm cooking with flour

I met you in Austin, you didn't have the power

The way that I'm flexing, it might leave you sour

I might hit the club and then make it shower

[Interlude 2]

Look, we gon' say it one more time, for the people in the back, man

I am applying pressure the rest of this year

I'm just not gon' let up, like, like you niggas gon hate me, bro

But it's gon' be all good 'cause I'ma come through with like all these verses and just, you know, tear you up, man

[Verse 3]

Bands for these bands, and that's word to SK

Niggas be hating like Trump hating Ese's

He ran with my flow, but this ain't a relay

These niggas be raging like we playing 2K

I heard all the talking, my nigga, let's get it

When I hit the beat, I'm known as a misfit

I won't shoot my shot if I know gon' miss it

Don't talk to me, nigga, that's none of your business

And I got all the codes, nigga, what you mad for?

Had a .5 when I walked to my local corner store

And these niggas really mad 'cause I'm known as Retro

Open field when I shoot like I'm taking free throws