[Intro: Retro]
Double 3 5 on the motherfuckin' beat yeah

[Chorus: Retro]
Im droppin' all these bands
No more pockets in my pants
We at it when we dance
Then we at it again
Im droppin' all these bands
No more pockets in my pants
I do this then I dance
Then we at it again

[Verse 1: Retro]
Well we ain't fuckin' around
No footprints on the ground
This world upside down
Rolling super loud
Puffin' on clouds now
And I'm healin'
Tell me how you feelin'
Me I'm walking on the ceiling

[Bridge: Retro]
Look at me how I glow
Alien on the go
They compliment my flow
I'm going fuckin' pro
Look at me how I glow
Alien on the go
They compliment my flow
I'm going fuckin' pro
[Verse 2: Retro]
They linin' by the thousands
But I want fuckin' millions
That's lazy and that's lousy
If that's enough ain't feelin' you
This job ain't got no hours
It's sweet sometimes it's sour
You can't just keep on lying
You love my clique it's fire

[Chorus: Retro]
Im droppin' all these bands
No more pockets in my pants
We at it when we dance
Then we at it again
Im droppin' all these bands
No more pockets in my pants
I do this then I dance
Then we at it again

[Verse 3: Nessly]
Let me tell you how I'm feelin'
I'ma tell you how I'm feelin'
Used to sleep on a mattress
Now I sleep on a million
Say she's hungry we just ate
Have leftovers my children
I broke my leg in Switzerland
Livin' top floor in my building
I'm about about a levitude
Got two places to sleep
N***as tryna get a clone of Ness
Cause my feature price too steep
I might freeze in position
All this ice on me
Backseat of the Bentley
Like no random racks on me
I got flames comin' out the foreign fifty yay skrrt
All these chains on me look like a commemoration
One of these lames gon' make me turn them to a demonstration
Black flakes on the Rolly, diamonds caucasian, yeah
[Chorus: Retro]
Im droppin' all these bands
No more pockets in my pants
We at it when we dance
Then we at it again
Im droppin' all these bands
No more pockets in my pants
I do this then I dance
Then we at it again

[Verse 4: Amphibian]
Never let a day go by
Use it well and please be careful, bitch
This the day I die
Devil said I might just spare you, woah
I feel so alive
Spreadin' butter on some rye
This just got too hard
Retro killed this way to fly
Phasin' phasin' phasin' I been going thru' a phase
Ways ways ways I got a hundred different ways
To show that I'm new
To show that we cool
Make a couple calls
Bitch I'm heading to the moon
[Chorus: Retro]
Im droppin' all these bands
No more pockets in my pants
We at it when we dance
Then we at it again
Im droppin' all these bands
No more pockets in my pants
I do this then I dance
Making devilish plans