A. Christian - Retro lyrics

[Verse 1] Throwback (throwback), throwback (throwback), throwback (throwback) Grinding just so I can switch my credit card to Kodak (hold that) I had snakes in my gra** but a n***a did mow that Wait, ain't no in-between they either love or they hate Either they real or they fake Either I'm chill or I'm ain't Either I'm chill or I'm ain't I am the bomb, detonate I got the weed in my J I got your b**h in my phone She really digs my cologne I smell like success She said you smell like a failure I know that sh** sounds familiar I'm on my way to the airport, got a flight in an hour Don't ask me where I'm going 'cause I'm going to tell you the top [Chorus] Feel like the first of the month, first of the month What up, life, what up, life, what up, life, what up, life I'm turning into a monster, I'm turning into a beast I am too sick for a doctor, I am too sick, too sick, too sick sick Retro, retro, retro I am a dog I belong in a Petco (I am a dog I belong in a, I am a, I am a dog I belong in a) Retro, retro, retro I am a dog I belong in a--hold up [Verse 2] Looking out the window it's a long ways down (it's a long ways, long ways, long ways) Older cousin told me f** with people that I know I can depend on I've done so many favors for myself that I need ten arms Told my grandma that I'm eating 'cause they hate when you don't ('Cause they hate if you don't, hate if you won't, hate if you won't) That sh** won't faze me People tell me I'm crazy 'Cause I don't do the normal And I'm suit for this business I'm not too shabby when formal Let me inform you, I do this Dawg my head, man, my body They look at me like Anubis Don't get it twisted like Rubik's I'm everything n***as not Look in the mirror, see mucus And because of the music They shoot they love like they Cupid [Chorus] Feel like the first of the month, first of the month What up, life, what up, life, what up, life, what up, life I'm turning into a monster, I'm turning into a beast I am too sick for a doctor, I am too sick, too sick, too sick sick Retro, retro, retro I am a dog I belong in a Petco (I am a dog I belong in a, I am a, I am a dog I belong in a) Retro, retro, retro I am a dog I belong in a-- (I am a dog I belong in a, I am a, I am a dog I belong in a) (I am a dog I belong in a, I am a, I am a dog I belong in a) A'ight (Long in a, long in a, long in a) A'ight (Long in a, long in a, long in a) Yeah, yeah (Long in a, long in a, long in a) [Laughing] (Long in a, long in a, long in a) [Verse 3] I want big green like Reptar I want big green like Reptar I want my money in hand I want my roof in my trunk And my weed must smell like skunk And my shoes must be retro And my b**h must be so bad that I got to return her to the pet store You n***as annoy me to the maximum Want features, man, I'm taxing 'em Because the sh** I come up with flows off better than laxatives Favors is what they ask of him Mercy is what they want from me Murciélago vehicle, damn I hope it's in store for me Even if n***as was out of stock I ain't got time like I'm out of clocks Bring me my sh**, n***a, A.S.A.P I got f**ing problems like I'm ASAP Y'all don't want to play with me my n***a I don't want to have to go West Calumet in this dealership Bring all my n***as from West Calumet to the dealership And just have all of these n***as start stealing sh** [Chorus] Feel like the first of the month, first of the month What up, life, what up, life, what up, life, what up, life I'm turning into a monster, I'm turning into a beast I am too sick for a doctor, I am too sick, too sick, too sick sick Retro, retro, retro I am a dog I belong in a Petco (I am a dog I belong in a, I am a, I am a dog I belong in a) Retro, retro, retro I am a dog I belong in a--