[Intro: Your Stepdad]
Ayy, Doo Wop
Haha, Retro, ayy
I’ve been ghosting on the music, tryna test the waters
Ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: Your Stepdad and Tae Retro]
I've been ghosting on the music, tryna test the waters
Making conversation with the bossman while he book a slaughter
She wanted wisdom, so she mastered everything I taught her
Eighteen, I stopped growing, but my decimals been getting taller
We dropped a Benji at the dispo', got me speaking Spanish
Then I caminando de la casa, hope the smell could vanish
I hit a hunnid in my Nissan, she ain't even panic
Told myself I picked the right shorty when she treat me like granny
Offered me some doja, chicken, money, and even some candy
Damn, she got me dandy
But look, yes sir, I'm cheating on your daughter 'cause of what you taught her
Values in the sewer with a school of fishes in the water
Maybe it's the way that I talk 'cause Cupid didn't shot her
I'm in a different game, I play my cards with different spades
I can't involve with different gangs that come and hang with different gangs
She on my case for different gains, but I don't even gain a thing (Look)

[Verse 2: Tae Retro]
I've been really out the way, rather isolated
Might quit my job and start scamming, I heard the crime was paying
Retro really ain't the hardest? What the fuck you saying?
Drop a song and blow the planet up like I hate the Saiyans
N***as out here dropping mid, whilst I seek perfection
Told shorty we can keep it cordial, I don't show affection
Lost my mind way back and I ain't found it since
I'm the king, still waiting to pop, I am not Prince
Punchlines or I can drop knowledge, which one you choosing?
Early bird, first to get the worm, I will not be snoozing
Check the comp', them n***as been ass, I will not be losing
What's love? This bitch getting dubbed, I will not be Cupid
Before you diss, you better think hard and really contemplate
When I hit the beat, it's all punches, think I'm Cassius Clay (Alright, alright)
Man, fuck it, let me change it up (Retro)
Lame as fuck whenever Tae drop, can't hang with us
Angel dust what you clearly on, think you hang with us
Don't shoot, but know the protocol, just aim and duck (N***a, the fuck)