Throwin' Sets Down - Retch

Yeah, all these niggas gettin' they shit took

The fuck was the Draco, man?

Where, where was your shooters at?

Know what I’m sayin'?

Where the fuck was the Draco at?

Who had the 30?

I thought niggas had sticks, man, like, ain’t nobody had the 30?

Bitch ass niggas, where the stendo was at?

Yo, uh

Ridin' Route 80 with that work, niggas thumbin' out

Fastmoney, bitch, so you know it’s never runnin' out

Never played the bin but we had rock and we was drummin' out

Like Nick Cannon, bitch, we pack cannons, get to sluggin' out

Feel like Metal Gear Solid out the projects, nigga

Still doin' foreigns whether it’s Sunset or it’s Collins, nigga

Niggas debatin' if a nigga signed a rap deal

Sign what?

I’m in the trap still

OT, hittin' baddies from the back still

Places couples out doin' dates, I’m doin' snack meals

Yeah, I’m sippin' red but I be wishin' it was Act still

Yeah, shout my nigga Leeks on that first cup

Just fucked a bitch, that’s wavy, nigga, surf’s up

I’m hangin' 10 in that pussy, uh

Gang shit, invite my friends to that pussy, uh

Ha, pass a bitch like a Nerf ball

Shot out of space, my first day back on Earth, dog

Haha, they don’t get it though

Might let you rock about that shit, but I ain’t forget it though

Got bad bitches gettin' deaded like they regular

Fuck bad bitches, yeah, I got about a plethora

I can’t compete if I’m ahead of ya

Marry with McQueen and et cetera

YSL my bitch, sweater her

Why you think them up niggas sweatin' her?

Play with them racks like federal, uh

Haha, rock a durag to the Met Gala

Tinashe still playin', should’ve been smashed her

Tenth grade, I was trappin', tryna pitch faster

High speed chase, I got a way up, now the whip crashin'

Uh, that’s on God, I really bumped them niggas

Niggas speakin' on the kid, I’m not concerned with niggas

Uh, all my opps broke or they dead now

Out the coupe, throwin' sets up like, «Fuck your dead mans»

For real, nigga

Like, Fastmoney, bitch

076 or blow seven dicks, you heard?