Run It Back

(Tell them run that back run that back)

Tell that faggot run it back
Yeah bitch my hands move real fast
Matter of Fact I'm good on that
Bout to run up on these racks
Yeah you faking you all cap
This shit real I said no bap
Dumb ass hoe you fell for the trap
High as hell doing drugs in the trap
Now you bleeding and you cracked
And that nigga at your house
Sitting on your couch mad
Y'all hoes looking real sad
You looking like garbage (yuck)
Y'all bitches look like trash
I want my body freezing
Tryna do the dash to the cash

Niggas think they running game
But I been knew how to play
He is not your nigga he hit me up everyday
Not ratchet I don't fight
Cause my bitches gon' spray
You shocked now huh?
Bitches don't know what to say
Faggot ass hoes
Just a broke bum niggas with no real life goals
I don't want your nigga I don't pick I get chose
Got him mad
Thinking I did something with his bros
Can't disclose
Stupid

You don't want drama
Cause you just might get it
Talking insane then act like you forget it
Ooh just you wait
You know I'm bout to dead it
On the internet
Following trends that I'm setting

Stop running run it back
Why you running run it back
Stupid nigga dumb so sad
Itchy bitch down real bad
Run it
Run it
Run it back
Run it
Run it
Run it back

Stop running run it back
Why you running run it back
All them dicks that you done had Nasty niggas running through you like that
Run it
Run it
Run it Back
Run it
Run it
Run it back

Get your racist ass moms
Tell them hop out of the car
I just beat on your son
Left his face with hella scars
Didn't do that shit for fun
Had it coming from afar
They should call me Don
Baby swan da-da-da-don

Dap dap dap dap me up
Everybody know what's up
When I'm in the club
Back back back it up
I don't need anyone that's not gon' fall in love
Tap tap tap it up Break that bread
Boy let's rack it up
Slap slap slap you up I ain't playing
Nigga don't get stop the fuck up

Y-You don't want drama cause you just might get it
T-Talking insane then act like you forget it
Ooh ooh just you wait
You know I'm about to dead it
On the internet
Following trends but I'm setting

Stop running run it back
Why you running run it back
Stupid dumb hoe you off track
Give it up it's a wrap
Run it
Run it
Run it back
Run it
Run it
Run it back

Stop running run it back
Why you running run it back
Stupid nigga dumb so sad
Itchy bitch down real bad
Run it
Run it
Run it back
Run it Run it Run it back

Bitches know I'm not scared
Hoe I'll grab you by the hair
Yeah we playing dirty
Who the fuck fighting fair
Bitch I don't need mace
Please fix that fucking lace
Damn y'all hoes slow
Pick up the fucking pace

Hurry up bitch cause you losing the race
Never was there yeah you got misplaced
I'm in the front I'm in first place
Watch my back can't see my face
I'm too smooth I left no trace
Niggas should move before I catch a case

Stop running run it back
Why you running run it back
Now you tripping how you lag
Got the wig on like you do drag
Run it
Run it
Run it back
Run it
Run it
Run it back

Stop running



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Writer(s): Damarii Swanson
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