Run It Back
Oh them niggas talking we don't hear none of that
Put a shit bag right where yo stomach at
Nigga close casket they can't stomach that
Then spin the block we gone run it back
Like a cyropractor the way I run it back
You'll get clapped in the air like a jumping jack
I be fresh off the plane wit a couple packs
Whenever we touchdown you can't fumble that
I be speaking them facts this ain't mumble rap
In yo house wit the pipe like the plumber back
That bitch call too much give my number back
When you lit its type of shit that come wit that
We den up the score ain't no running back
Big body bitch the way I double back
I pray no one I roll wit become a rat
If you ain't keeping it p we can't fuck wit that
Everybody be running they fucking mouth
Well a statement gone come wit a gun attached
I be killing the shit I should take a bawl
Or ancore the way ima run it back
Yo bitch got no ass she got a running back
So ima get some head and send her running back
I been all over the map
Funny my favorite place to still be is the trap
Used to be in ot wit the pack
Paper calling like receiving a fax
Broke out the mall when I'm leaving out saxs
Ignoring the call I don't even accept
I don't wanna talk bitch I just want the sex I swear
Money blue and pink gender reveal
Mask on so they couldn't reveal
Head shot thats a kennedy kill
360 that's a industry deal
Bill Cosby nigga you'll get peeled
Can on me bitch I'm king of the hill
Rip pimp c ima keep it trill
I roll wit savages like a manitcan I keeps the steal
You gone rob who take what let's be foreal
Oh them niggas talking we don't hear none of that
Put a shit bag right where yo stomach at
Nigga close casket they can't stomach that
Then spin the block we gone run it back
Like a cyropractor the way I run it back
You'll get clapped in the air like a jumping jack
I be fresh off the plane wit a couple packs
Whenever we touchdown you can fumble that
I be speaking them facts this ain't mumble rap
In yo house wit the pipe like the plumber back
That bitch call too much give my number back
When you lit its type of shit that come wit that
We den up the score ain't no running back
Big body bitch the way I double back
I pray no one I roll wit become a rat
If you ain't keeping it p we can't fuck wit that
Put a shit bag right where yo stomach at
Nigga close casket they can't stomach that
Then spin the block we gone run it back
Like a cyropractor the way I run it back
You'll get clapped in the air like a jumping jack
I be fresh off the plane wit a couple packs
Whenever we touchdown you can't fumble that
I be speaking them facts this ain't mumble rap
In yo house wit the pipe like the plumber back
That bitch call too much give my number back
When you lit its type of shit that come wit that
We den up the score ain't no running back
Big body bitch the way I double back
I pray no one I roll wit become a rat
If you ain't keeping it p we can't fuck wit that
Everybody be running they fucking mouth
Well a statement gone come wit a gun attached
I be killing the shit I should take a bawl
Or ancore the way ima run it back
Yo bitch got no ass she got a running back
So ima get some head and send her running back
I been all over the map
Funny my favorite place to still be is the trap
Used to be in ot wit the pack
Paper calling like receiving a fax
Broke out the mall when I'm leaving out saxs
Ignoring the call I don't even accept
I don't wanna talk bitch I just want the sex I swear
Money blue and pink gender reveal
Mask on so they couldn't reveal
Head shot thats a kennedy kill
360 that's a industry deal
Bill Cosby nigga you'll get peeled
Can on me bitch I'm king of the hill
Rip pimp c ima keep it trill
I roll wit savages like a manitcan I keeps the steal
You gone rob who take what let's be foreal
Oh them niggas talking we don't hear none of that
Put a shit bag right where yo stomach at
Nigga close casket they can't stomach that
Then spin the block we gone run it back
Like a cyropractor the way I run it back
You'll get clapped in the air like a jumping jack
I be fresh off the plane wit a couple packs
Whenever we touchdown you can fumble that
I be speaking them facts this ain't mumble rap
In yo house wit the pipe like the plumber back
That bitch call too much give my number back
When you lit its type of shit that come wit that
We den up the score ain't no running back
Big body bitch the way I double back
I pray no one I roll wit become a rat
If you ain't keeping it p we can't fuck wit that
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Writer(s): Sirvon White
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