Run It Back (feat. Cashy)
(Yeah man)
(Let's get it)
Yes
Run at it and get it eyy
Many goats are in this trap
Chase the bag and get it eyy (eyy)
Get your wife and make it clap (clap)
I'ma make cash in this business that's a no cap (that's a no cap)
Told my nigga, "let's get winning" he said aight bet
Shit
Almost forgot I'm a king (you forgot?)
And I don't care if you not keen (nah)
Give y'all vibes yeah you know me (you know)
Cashy Blessem that's my homie (gang)
Always run it back that's the gang love (shit)
Gang shit we elevators
And never ever predators
(For real)
(I say, I'ma run it back)
(I'ma run it back)
(I say, yeah uhh)
(I'ma run it back)
(I'ma run it back)
(Uhh let's do it)
(Yeah)
(It's Cashy my nigga)
Yeah, yah uhh
Dropping till I ball
They watching my flops
They wanna take over and do some more
I just look at them and be like, "for sure"
Me with my niggas we gotta be on
Don't wanna face a loss
We gotta carry on
The road is still long
I see the hate and they copy my moves (gang)
(Gang)Fuck the hate my nigga
I got myself
Ain't worrying 'bout nothing my nigga
My neck be flooded
The wrist the dam they be crying
I gotta pay the dummies to give me the spani
Late night we be fucking
Hear this shit my nigga I'm pushing it
Been through a lotta shit
(Ye, ye, uh)
(Let's get it)
Yes
Run at it and get it eyy
Many goats are in this trap
Chase the bag and get it eyy (eyy)
Get your wife and make it clap (clap)
I'ma make cash in this business that's a no cap (that's a no cap)
Told my nigga, "let's get winning" he said aight bet
Shit
Almost forgot I'm a king (you forgot?)
And I don't care if you not keen (nah)
Give y'all vibes yeah you know me (you know)
Cashy Blessem that's my homie (gang)
Always run it back that's the gang love (shit)
Gang shit we elevators
And never ever predators
(For real)
(I say, I'ma run it back)
(I'ma run it back)
(I say, yeah uhh)
(I'ma run it back)
(I'ma run it back)
(Uhh let's do it)
(Yeah)
(It's Cashy my nigga)
Yeah, yah uhh
Dropping till I ball
They watching my flops
They wanna take over and do some more
I just look at them and be like, "for sure"
Me with my niggas we gotta be on
Don't wanna face a loss
We gotta carry on
The road is still long
I see the hate and they copy my moves (gang)
(Gang)Fuck the hate my nigga
I got myself
Ain't worrying 'bout nothing my nigga
My neck be flooded
The wrist the dam they be crying
I gotta pay the dummies to give me the spani
Late night we be fucking
Hear this shit my nigga I'm pushing it
Been through a lotta shit
(Ye, ye, uh)
Credits
Writer(s): Gerald Da Boii
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