Peter Kings - Retro

I’ve got lots of thoughts in my mental
Driving down the road in a rental
High up north, I’m in San Francisco
At the Fuller house, doors always open, let’s go
What I’m tryna say I’m so retro
I remember riding round, white and brown metro
Had a CD player in my pocket bumping Death Row
Vintage 49ers Snapback with the Velcro
We was posted like a set a scarecrows
Shooters on my side homie, I ain’t talking Derrick Rose
Even back then I had the hair long
They said I was crazy, I guess it must be pheromones
Tupac, Slim Shady in my headphones
Hiding CDs from my pops like it’s heron
Watching porn on my PSP I was dead wrong
Til I bust a nut on a bitch, she had legs long
Racking all these numbers in my telephone
Had a bitch ready every night, yo let’s get it on
Fuck all the talking, this is not a telethon
Once I’m finished fucking get to running like a marathon
God damn Peter Kings you so arrogant
No bitch I’m suited and booted yes I’m so elegant
Big presence in the room, something like an elephant
What I say gotta go, I think that I’m Genghis Khan
I’m so retro
I’m so retro
I’m so retro
God damn Peter Kings you so arrogant
I’m so retro
I’m so retro
I’m so retro
No bitch I’m suited and booted yes I’m so elegant
I’ve got lots of thoughts in my mental
Let me grab my Super Nintendo
I remember playing 64 on Marengo
I remember homies dad had a Dodge Durango
Okay, let me get this back on track
Yes I grew up in the projects and the back had tracks
I ain’t have a choice, I grew up around hats and tats
I ain’t know that I’d be tryna get some platinum plaques
Me and the homies we was smoking rolling back to back
Guts out the blunt, I got a tobacco sack
Used to smoke so much stogies like a old damn hag
I used to stash drugs inside my ex girlfriend’s bag
Used to sell ecstasy to the whole damn class
Bunch of drug addicts, inventory going fast
8th grade, everybody eyes rolling back
I ain’t give a fuck homie I was holding cash
I bought everything I wanted I was eating fat
Except my games ayo homie ima need that back
Playing Pokémon caught a lil Ratata
Playing Modern Warfare 2 going rat tat tat
Watching WWE it’s a summer slam
Cooking scrambled eggs with them little chunks of ham
Playing Sega Dreamcast with my cousin Sam
What the fuck the can I say, I guess I’m stuck in the past c’mon
I’m so retro
I’m so retro
I’m so retro
God damn Peter Kings you so arrogant
I’m so retro
I’m so retro
I’m so retro
No bitch I’m suited and booted yes I’m so elegant
I’m so retro
I’m so retro

Written by:
Peter Reyes

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