[Chorus/Intro: Retro Messiah]
All my n***as gon’ ride
All my n***as gon’ ride

[Hook: Retro Messiah]
All my n***as, they gon’ ride
All my n***as, they gon’ ride
If you ride, then I ride
If you ride, then I ride

All my n***as, they gon’ ride
All my n***as, they gon’ ride
If you ride, then I ride
If you ride, then I ride

[Verse 1: Retro Messiah]
Aw yeah, [?]
Makin’ extra moves, boy, I feel like the mail
[?]. Switchin’ up for these haters
Gucci on my arm. I don’t even need no label

Hollup, lil ho, please fall back
‘Cause you wasn’t ridin’ with me when I didn’t have any racks
Now they bustin’ out my jeans. I’mma pull up with my team
We gon’ flex on the scene. Everybody gon’ scream
[Hook: Retro Messiah]
All my n***as, they gon’ ride
All my n***as, they gon’ ride
If you ride, then I ride
If you ride, then I ride

All my n***as, they gon’ ride
All my n***as, they gon’ ride
If you ride, then I ride
If you ride, then I ride

[Verse 2: Rettababii]
If you ride, then I roll
My n***a countin’ on rolls
Don’t want that bitch, I want her throat
I’ll leave that pussy so open

All of my n***as on go
Pull up on you, let it blow
Wrist and ears be froze
All of my diamonds be cold, aye!

All of my diamonds be gold
Pull up on Retro
Got the Thotties out the metro
She gimme told till her neck swoll
My brother shoot, then I’m shootin’
You n***as lame and you knew it
No, I do not do no recruitin’
This is a real n***a movement

[Hook: Retro Messiah]
All my n***as, they gon’ ride
All my n***as, they gon’ ride
If you ride, then I ride
If you ride, then I ride

All my n***as, they gon’ ride
All my n***as, they gon’ ride
If you ride, then I ride
If you ride, then I ride

[Chorus/Outro: Retro Messiah]
All my n***as gon’ ride
All my n***as gon’ ride
All my n***as gon’ ride
All my n***as gon’ ride