Run It Back lyrics

Run it back
Run it back
Give me the pack
I'mma make it back
Run it back
Run it back

[Verse 1: whiteboy]

Run it back
Give me the package
I'mma make it back
I'mma run it back
Shoot you in the back
Bitch, I sell crack
In the club
In the fucking back
Runnin fast down the alley way
Fly a plane to The Bay
And may I fuck
Shanay-nay
Don't know what to say
She texted "Hey"
She say "Give me pack, I'mma run it back"
Can't fuck with a bitch
That ain't making money
Won't call you honey
Cause you acting like a dummy
It ain't funny
You looking bummy
But I'm feeling scummy
So I put it in ya tummy
Heard the cops coming
Out the window
You ain't heard from me
*Growling*
COME HERE!

[Verse 2: Ciggy]

Run it back
Hopped in the Cadillac
Ride around with the big extended clip
You fucked that jit
Whatchu do that for, you bitch
Now somebody finna diе
I ain't playing with that shit
Slit wrists
Shawty with the big tits
Wanna show me what she finna do
With hеr lips
Grip hips
Shawty dance in the club
Took a glance at my dick
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
What?
Run it back
Like a crackhead with the strap
I ain't playing with that bitch
Hit her in the back
In the back
Of the Maybach
Looking for the sack
Yeah
You ain't shit
But a pussy bitch
[Outro]

*evil laughing and random noises that can't be explained or even typed out*