Retribution Lyrics - Kehlani

Now that you're focused 

I'm glad that you noticed 

The realest nigga here 

It's kinda chilly being the coldest 

Me and Timbo in that two-door, making our "Otis" 

Now witness the chosen 

It's just different here 

Monte Carlo nights, let her throw the dice 

Play in paradise 

All I know is white 

Get the powder gone 

Bitches love to shop, levitate the mall 

Mattress full of money, let it break the fall 

Woo! She used to fly on a buddy pass 

They say when the money go, you hope that your honey last 

I been preaching since money, cash— hoes 

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And I promise, I hardly see you 

From where I am it's so hard to see you 

Got money I've been different ever since 

Maybe it's me and my arrogance 

Who are you, who are you anyway? 

Who are you, who are you anyway? 

Who are you? We don't know you 

Who are you? We don't know you 

I'm the fire and the base 

I'm admired by the greats 

This to each and every rap nigga 

I look you liars in the face 

Cold case, Rolls Wraith 

Big dipper, constellation in the ceiling, see the stars 

See the jewelry, all rock, no guitar 

Who you know better with the raw? 

Bogota, she like finessing niggas 

She gets a Range Rover Sport 

And got seats on the court from the best of niggas 

I never bit at that apple 

I never lost my El Chapo 

I can still grab it, and bag it and capsule 

Covered in white like I walked in the chapel 

I'm that cold 

Photos 

And I promise, I hardly see you 

From where I am it's so hard to see you 

Got money I've been different ever since 

Maybe it's me and my arrogance 

Who are you, who are you anyway? 

Who are you, who are you anyway? 

Who are you? We don't know you 

Who are you? We don't know you 

The last dope dealer 

Red leather in a room full of Thrillers 

The mamas, they zombies 

Chase a nigga for the money, they behind me 

Woo, safe look like it got a printer 

Ain't no rappers in that Sprinter 

Ain't no saints, only sinners 

What bitch ain't fucked a winner? 

I'm a blue ribbon nigga 

Talk down on you two pigeon niggas 

Front five or better 

Yeah, I got a mountain of it, you could climb forever