Faustin Asaad - Retail Lyrics

​Got it comin in, cause you know they gotta have it
Young nigga standin on the corner with them addicts
Got it lookin right, you ain't gotta check the package
Say you finna you fade the block, then you hit the college campus
Got a life sentence in your trunk while you in traffic
I done seen some niggas disappear like it was magic
How you want smoke when you know you can't match it?
Bussin at the laws for the money in the mattress
Lit up like its matches, like I never could imagine
I was told get up off your ass and get established
I was told young nigga better learn metric
They ain't gotta like it but I know they gon respect it
Straight up out the dirty I done got it disinfected
Put it on script I be high till I die
Put it on my mama imma ride till I die
Put it on God imma rep the southside...

Pull up on the block like...
En route to a check when you check on me
Chances I've taken ain't taken for granted
We did it just like we planned it
I double up by the end of the week
24/7 not getting no sleep
If you fall off, gotta land on your feet
Please Jesus don't let me die in these streets
Fuck the summer up
Run the numbers up
Sometime can't see right in front of ya
Sometime gotta be what you wanna bruh
Sometime Hennessy fuck my stomach up
Pull up on em proper, I'm passionate bout the profit
Here to fulfill the prophecy, I am more than a problem
Problem you pocket watchin, pretending that you was poppin
My potna sellin product to put his daughter through college...

Got it comin in, cause you know they gotta have it
Young nigga standin on the corner with them addicts
Got it lookin right, you ain't gotta check the package
Say you finna you fade the block, then you hit the college campus
Got a life sentence in your trunk while you in traffic
I done seen some niggas disappear like it was magic
How you want smoke when you know you can't match it?
Bussin at the laws for the money in the mattress
Lit up like its matches, like I never could imagine
I was told get up off your ass and get established
I was told young nigga better learn metric
They ain't gotta like it but I know they gon respect it
Straight up out the dirty I done got it disinfected
Put it on script I be high till I die
Put it on my mama imma ride till I die
Put it on God imma rep the southside...