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ismo 617 - reminiscing lyrics

[verse 1]
junkies running in, yeah, we turning up the trap house
reload, aim, yeah, we bringing out the straps out
put him in a headlock, lil’ n+gga gon’ tap out
hit it from the back, grab her neck, p+p put her back out
lil’ bro in the crib, yeah, he better not lack now
oh, you talking to the jakes? paperwork, get them facts out
label on my ass, i been tryna rap now
they don’t wanna see me win
glock, fn, trade it for a gen
b+tch, i feel like 50, k!ll many men
yeah, i came from the dirt, from the sand
first+class flight every time we land

[chorus]
we gon’ roll in peace, we gon’ roll up the trees
i’ve been reminiscing, taking drugs by the week
b+tch, i feel like smurk, i’m the voice of the streets
two hundred on the dash, no, i won’t crash the v
and if you my mud brother, you know that we bleed
i’m going back+to+back, crazy on these beats, i’m finna tweak
them n+ggas ain’t outside, they really want no beef
glock with a switch, run down, we on feet
[outro]
junkies running in, yeah, we turning up the trap house
reload, aim, yeah, we bringing out the straps out
put him in a headlock, lil’ n+gga gon’ tap out
hit it from the back, grab her neck, put her back out

- ismo 617 lyrics

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