RUN IT BACK
No sleep for the wicked
It's flows on flows
But "we" ain't got no flows you feel me
Some realest young niggaz in this bitch
Too much sauce they want me coming back
So if you want beef eat like cerelac
Always landed on my feet like a big cat
Though I stumble man I know that I'll get right back
So I'm strict paper chasing gotta get de bag
Yeah they said the track was heat so they run it back
Niggas tryna diss me then they take it back
Better tighten up your mouth we don't chit chat
We don't chit chat
From the east we some realest young niggas
Getting big figures
We some young dreamers
Now we get bigger
Cars getting quicker
I just wanna pop put my finger on the trigger
Ey
It's getting hot walai we burning
You're girlfriend is a thot the way she twisting and she turning
Nimewasha shadda now a nigga sky lurking
(Cheki now a nigga sky lurking)
I'm like I don't want no head she got teeth like a big cat
Been dropping bars I'mma leave with a six-pack
If you hating on me send a diss track
I just got a message from my brother sending six racks
Woke up in the morning brush my teeth and I just spit facts
Living in the safest neighborhood I'm doing six laps
Living with intentions like I'm from the hood
Crazy how I need a baddie like Megan Good
How I'm tryna get it again and again
Get me the bag then flip it again
Musically nigga a ten
Some of this shit we don't comprehend
I'm tryna get me the bag buy me a crib straight out the pen
Loving my niggas for days me and my niggas go off on the pen
Me and my niggas go off on the pen
Put me on a feature go off like a bomb
Punching in I don't write shit
Treat a chrome like a sidekick
Twitter fingers they don't want smoke
Eye on em like cyclopes
Rrrraaa
Pepa yeah im with it
Too much sauce they want me coming back
So if you want beef eat like cerelac
Always landed on my feet like a big cat
Though I stumble man I know that I'll get right back
So I'm strict paper chasing gotta get de bag
Yeah they said the track was heat so they run it back
Niggas tryna diss me then they take it back
Better tighten up your mouth we don't chit chat
We don't chit chat
It's flows on flows
But "we" ain't got no flows you feel me
Some realest young niggaz in this bitch
Too much sauce they want me coming back
So if you want beef eat like cerelac
Always landed on my feet like a big cat
Though I stumble man I know that I'll get right back
So I'm strict paper chasing gotta get de bag
Yeah they said the track was heat so they run it back
Niggas tryna diss me then they take it back
Better tighten up your mouth we don't chit chat
We don't chit chat
From the east we some realest young niggas
Getting big figures
We some young dreamers
Now we get bigger
Cars getting quicker
I just wanna pop put my finger on the trigger
Ey
It's getting hot walai we burning
You're girlfriend is a thot the way she twisting and she turning
Nimewasha shadda now a nigga sky lurking
(Cheki now a nigga sky lurking)
I'm like I don't want no head she got teeth like a big cat
Been dropping bars I'mma leave with a six-pack
If you hating on me send a diss track
I just got a message from my brother sending six racks
Woke up in the morning brush my teeth and I just spit facts
Living in the safest neighborhood I'm doing six laps
Living with intentions like I'm from the hood
Crazy how I need a baddie like Megan Good
How I'm tryna get it again and again
Get me the bag then flip it again
Musically nigga a ten
Some of this shit we don't comprehend
I'm tryna get me the bag buy me a crib straight out the pen
Loving my niggas for days me and my niggas go off on the pen
Me and my niggas go off on the pen
Put me on a feature go off like a bomb
Punching in I don't write shit
Treat a chrome like a sidekick
Twitter fingers they don't want smoke
Eye on em like cyclopes
Rrrraaa
Pepa yeah im with it
Too much sauce they want me coming back
So if you want beef eat like cerelac
Always landed on my feet like a big cat
Though I stumble man I know that I'll get right back
So I'm strict paper chasing gotta get de bag
Yeah they said the track was heat so they run it back
Niggas tryna diss me then they take it back
Better tighten up your mouth we don't chit chat
We don't chit chat
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Writer(s): Maxwell Kamau
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