Retro

I just made a ho mad, oh bad
Smokin cookies out the whole bag
I po that codeine you know that
Pic me, Kodak, retro, throwback

Phone ringin gotta catch another play yea yea yea yea
Sorry bae I gotta catch another plane yea yea yea yea
Broke nigga gotta get out my way yea yea yea yea
Real nigga till I see my fuckin grave yea yea yea yea

I be feelin like the man on the moon
Two door coupe in a cocoon
Mama know she had a star in the womb
Young nigga know I got me the juice

Drip on me yea I got me the flu
Fendi belt an it's matching my shoe
Rollie's for me and my crew
Cartier for me and my boo

I just made a ho mad, oh bad
Smokin cookies out the whole bag
I po that codeine you know that
Pic me, Kodak, retro, throwback

Phone ringin gotta catch another play yea yea yea yea
Sorry bae I gotta catch another plane yea yea yea yea
Broke nigga gotta get out my way yea yea yea yea
Real nigga till I see my fuckin grave, yea yea yea yea



Credits
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Cheikh Gordon
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