Run It Back (feat. 03 Greedo) E

Early in the Morning, Early in morning. Check. Turn some of that bass up, Boost. Yeah. on, do that shit. We was getting money, tryna rack that cash up. This the type of money that'll back that ass Up. Told me I could find it, yeah, clock That ass Up. So you bend all that. We was getting money, tryna rack that cash up. This the type of money that'll back that ass Up. Told me I could find it, yeah, clock That ass Up. So you bend all that. Niggas working with the feds, yeah. They dead, yeah. I'm just smoking, counting bread, Yeah. Pop meds, yeah. I'ma grab her by the hair, The hair, Yeah. I'ma grab her by the hair, yeah. The hair, yeah. I'ma fuck her by the throat Now. She go down, all my niggas got the Boats now. You know how we be rocking like The cocaine. The whole town wanna fuck with a Nigga now. I hold it down, young Joc on A nigga now. She going down, young Joc on A nigga now. She going down, got the pipe Like a plumber, nigga. I'm a drummer, nigga. Free Greedo, all my motherfucking drummer niggas. Get it, that kitty cat. Give me that. I'm the type of nigga break Your back. Then run it back, pussy soaking on My fucking lap. She love to dab, I'ma hit It, make her fucking mad. I make her mad, She a motherfucking get it girl. So get it girl on that nigga. That nigga, nigga. That hit girl. Ayy, ayy, Bitch, I'm that nigga, just listen. Pistols in the party, nigga, I can feel the Tension. They don't want us in the hood like A fucked up engine. Bitch, if you can't take the heat, get out My motherfucking kitchen. Ayy, shout out all my shooters, couple names I Can't mention. When your mama told you stay away From the gang, you should've listened. When I wake up in the morning, all I'm Thinking 'bout is chicken. Wack a nigga, then I'm Touring, should've kept me out your middle. At my house, we got them Sig and Sens. That nigga telling, they like, "Lil Rod, you slicker Than them." My niggas spilling. Where from, bitch, we don't do the drugs. Lil' bitch, we sell it. Where I'm from, bitch, We don't do the drugs. Lil' bitch, we sell It. Bitch, you train to go, yeah. I'm rocking shows, yeah. Throw that money on the floor, yeah. I'm fucking hoes, yeah. Serving pussy on my phone, Yeah. I'm cracking codes, yeah. If we beefing, let me know, yeah. I'm finna blow, yeah. Young nigga need a city Chick. Real city bitch. Type of ho will swallow me until she finish It. Yeah, you cute, but that ain't enough, I Need a thicker bitch. You wasn't cutting it, lil' Baby need some bigger dick. That's a thirty, this a fifty, this a bigger Stick. Just popped a Perky, now a nigga feeling Sicker, shit. Just made a flipping shit, my niggas Getting richer, shit. She acting innocent, but she Ain't really innocent. I just caught another bag, Made five in hour. Niggas love getting bags, I made five in the Shower. In the mall, popping tags, spending bags by The thousands. Who them niggas getting at? Bitch, don't ask 'cause they around us. Kicking dust and quarter pounders still. Walking with the choppers still. Got it on me walking out the farm, I Got a lot of pills. Got it on me Walking out the bank, I got a lot of Bills. Oh, honey sipping Old Red, show you how I feel. I don't trust 'em, that's a code Red, show me how it's sealed. Hundred bitches at the hotel, we got the lobby Filled. I don't trust 'em, that's a code red, Show me how it's sealed. Hundred bitches at the Hotel, we got the lobby filled. Get it, that kitty cat. Give me that. I'm the type of nigga break Your back. Then run it back, pussy soaking on My fucking lap. She love to dab, I'ma hit It, make her fucking mad. I make her mad, she a motherfucking get it Girl. So get it girl on that nigga. That nigga, nigga. That hit it girl.