RUN IT BACK!

Fuck niggas know what it is, man We dropping that fire on you fuck niggas, man We taking over the motherfucking streets, 400 block shit, p***y nigga That part, ayy! Dumbass nigga Got her wet, uh Black tints, black cars, posted in the back, uh Foreign bop, loaded Glock, I can't never lack, uh Use the club, if you hit a lick, can't run it back, uh Okay, shorty, I can't trust no bitch, how you do that? Fuck the fame, I'ma kill a bitch if he talk wack, uh I'ma wreck his shit, don't sweat the shit, ayy, run it back If I'm in your hood and see you, bitch, ayy, run it back (woo!) Pistols have him runnin' like a fuckin' running-back Ayy, run it back, run it, run it back (where he at?) Heard that he was cold, pump him, unimpressed (one step!) Ayy, shoot that fuck nigga for his sack, let him flex (let him flex!) p***y try to cap, check his motherfuckin' stats Ain't shit changed but the ring on my Middle fuckin' finger, I bleed on 'em (bow, bow, bow) Heard he's sneak dissin' on my team, mumble, ayy (ayy-ayy) Hit him for the diss, this that beam on him (huh) Fool me, you try me, you'll lose your hopscotch, mm My OG told me, "Don't trust thots or fuckboys," uh (ayy-ayy) Bloody knife in my holster, I behead guys, hmm (ayy!) Caught a opp, not no Pokémon, want dead guys, uh (ayy-ayy) I don't sleep, I rest with my knife at bedtime, mm (ayy!) Ayy! Ayy! --- Run It Back! - Craig Xen and XXXTentacion