Run It Back

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I said I hop on the track
Bitch, you know i fucking attack
I'm fuckin' fuckin' back

Ion even smoke no packs
I just wanna count these racks
I just wanna eat fuckin' snacks
Football I just gotta fuckin' sack

And I'm runnin' shit back
Once you're black, you can't crack
I just wanna count up the stacks
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I hop on the beat and I drill it
I hop on the beat and I kill it
Pull up in a tonka yeah
Put up in tonka- oh nah

Fuckin' yo bitch super raw
They ask me, did I fuck
And I was like, nah
Cause that's the fuckin' law

Don't believe a hater
And you gon' rethink it later
Restaurant, I'm just a waiter
Music, I'm just a creator

I just got fuckin' played
I don't even get fuckin' paid
This beat, I just kill with a blade
This beat, I just fuckin' spray

her house i just fuckin' raid
And I got that fuckin' fade
Doin' this shit till I'm dead
Doin' this shit till I'm in bed

And I see the color red
Shut the fuck up, give me head
And you heard what I said
And in Fortnite, I need me a med

This money I'm finna spend
Till it's the fuckin' end
Told her to bring a friend
The one i recommend

Feel like Jace! I gotta bend, bend, bend, bend, bend, bend
You know I tire, gotta spin, spin, spin, spin, spin, spin
Me and twin yea we finna win
This is just the begin

With, with, within
I think I just broke a sin
I got hair on my chin
Do this shit again

Fuckin' A-A, amen
I cannot get no sleep
Bitch, can I get a sneak peek?
I just need me a freak

I drop every other week
My shit never get leaked
My shit never get leaked
I just take a seat

While she suckin' my meat
Doin' shit on repeat
Doin' shit while I eat
I told you she wanted a treat

I do this shit so fuckin' neat
Fuck a tweet and a post
Fuck a bitch, I'm the host
I know I do the most

I could just go fuckin' ghost
You want beef, I roast
Turn your ass to toast
I don't got no croissant

And I live in the West Coast
yea yea