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Retro Nicotine - Retro 2020 Lyrics



Retro Nicotine - Retro 2020 Lyrics
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Short .22, so I got blood on my jeans
Experimental beat, call it blood on the leaves
Wraith and a phantom, I got ghosts on my team
Murder other teens, like a scene outta scream
Need me a bitch with some low self-esteem
Flow is contagious so I spread the disease
Pack so loud that you wouldn't believe
My methods real sick, they go to the extreme
Stole the f*cking beat, so you can call me a thief
And when I kill you ill help yo bitch with the grief
Black air force, make the ground meet yo teeth
Retro 2020, commander-in-chief
Short .22, so I got blood on my jeans
Experimental beat, call it blood on the leaves
Wraith and a phantom, I got ghosts on my team
Murder other teens, like a scene outta scream
Blood on the leaves got blood on my jeans
Blood on the leaves got blood on my jeans
Blood on the leaves got blood on my jeans
Blood on the leaves got blood on my
Retro 2020, yeah there ain't no stopping me
I keep coming back, Bitch im made of nicotine
He said bring yo shooters, so I brought my guillotine
One man army, yeah there ain't no stopping me
Mix the yola in the kitchen way too sleazily
Mix the powder with the soda way too easily
Never trust the cops, yeah you ain't corrupting me
They hit my homie Tayland, yeah they made him f*cking bleed
Thuggin through traffic, on the streets that's where I weave
You said you selling drugs, But you only selling weed
I'm out here making moves, yeah I'm bout to flip a key
Really not with it, I'm just sick of fake G's
Short .22, I got blood on my jeans
Experimental beat, call it blood on the leaves
Wraith and a phantom, I got ghosts on my team
Murder other teens, like a scene outta scream
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Short .22, so I got blood on my jeans
Experimental beat, call it blood on the leaves
Wraith and a phantom, I got ghosts on my team
Murder other teens, like a scene outta scream
Need me a bitch with some low self-esteem
Flow is contagious so I spread the disease
Pack so loud that you wouldn't believe
My methods real sick, they go to the extreme
Stole the f*cking beat, so you can call me a thief
And when I kill you ill help yo bitch with the grief
Black air force, make the ground meet yo teeth
Retro 2020, commander-in-chief
Short .22, so I got blood on my jeans
Experimental beat, call it blood on the leaves
Wraith and a phantom, I got ghosts on my team
Murder other teens, like a scene outta scream
Blood on the leaves got blood on my jeans
Blood on the leaves got blood on my jeans
Blood on the leaves got blood on my jeans
Blood on the leaves got blood on my
Retro 2020, yeah there ain't no stopping me
I keep coming back, Bitch im made of nicotine
He said bring yo shooters, so I brought my guillotine
One man army, yeah there ain't no stopping me
Mix the yola in the kitchen way too sleazily
Mix the powder with the soda way too easily
Never trust the cops, yeah you ain't corrupting me
They hit my homie Tayland, yeah they made him f*cking bleed
Thuggin through traffic, on the streets that's where I weave
You said you selling drugs, But you only selling weed
I'm out here making moves, yeah I'm bout to flip a key
Really not with it, I'm just sick of fake G's
Short .22, I got blood on my jeans
Experimental beat, call it blood on the leaves
Wraith and a phantom, I got ghosts on my team
Murder other teens, like a scene outta scream
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Writer: Dakota Urbanowicz
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Performed By: Retro Nicotine
Language: English
Length: 2:26
Written by: Dakota Urbanowicz

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