RUN IT BACK by TRAVV TIGO Lyrics
I'm a young nigga yeah I get cash
Big bag, big racks, on yo lame ass
I'm a young nigga with a big dream
Whip clean, wrist mean, yeah shit gleam
Yeah she throw it back, yeah we throw them racks
Hold up run it back, bitch I get them racks
Yeah she throw it back, yeah we throw them racks
Hold up run it back, bitch I get them racks
Yeah, yeah, my baby ain't really with the friendly shit
You can't really rock with a friendly bitch
Say you clutching .30's you ain't clutching
Shit
My niggas, my niggas, yeah we running shit
You talking down,but you steady hit phone
Nigga mad because his bitch just gave me dome
She coming with the gang not going home
I fuck yo' bitch and then I pass her send her on yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm a young nigga yeah I get cash
Big bag, big racks, on yo lame ass
I'm a young nigga with a big dream
Whip clean, wrist mean, yeah shit gleam
Yeah she throw it back, yeah we throw them racks
Hold up run it back, bitch I get them racks
Yeah she throw it back, yeah we throw them racks
Hold up run it back, bitch I get them racks
Ouu, bitch my name Kamé I be sipping on that saké
I just really want the money, I don't really want no thotties
I want you to try me, got a demon locked inside me
And I got this fucking shottie' it'll sever niggas bodies
Ouu, I was tryna' get it, on my own
Bad bitch, big racks is all I want
Ouu, he ran up on me he ain't know
That I was clutching on that mutha' fuckin' pole
I'm a young nigga yeah I get cash
Big bag, big racks, on yo' lame ass
I'm a young nigga with a big dream
Whip clean, wrist mean, yeah shit gleam
Yeah she throw it back, yeah we throw them racks
Hold up run it back, bitch I get them racks
Yeah she throw it back, yeah we throw them racks
Hold up run it back, bitch I get them racks
Big bag, big racks, on yo lame ass
I'm a young nigga with a big dream
Whip clean, wrist mean, yeah shit gleam
Yeah she throw it back, yeah we throw them racks
Hold up run it back, bitch I get them racks
Yeah she throw it back, yeah we throw them racks
Hold up run it back, bitch I get them racks
Yeah, yeah, my baby ain't really with the friendly shit
You can't really rock with a friendly bitch
Say you clutching .30's you ain't clutching
Shit
My niggas, my niggas, yeah we running shit
You talking down,but you steady hit phone
Nigga mad because his bitch just gave me dome
She coming with the gang not going home
I fuck yo' bitch and then I pass her send her on yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm a young nigga yeah I get cash
Big bag, big racks, on yo lame ass
I'm a young nigga with a big dream
Whip clean, wrist mean, yeah shit gleam
Yeah she throw it back, yeah we throw them racks
Hold up run it back, bitch I get them racks
Yeah she throw it back, yeah we throw them racks
Hold up run it back, bitch I get them racks
Ouu, bitch my name Kamé I be sipping on that saké
I just really want the money, I don't really want no thotties
I want you to try me, got a demon locked inside me
And I got this fucking shottie' it'll sever niggas bodies
Ouu, I was tryna' get it, on my own
Bad bitch, big racks is all I want
Ouu, he ran up on me he ain't know
That I was clutching on that mutha' fuckin' pole
I'm a young nigga yeah I get cash
Big bag, big racks, on yo' lame ass
I'm a young nigga with a big dream
Whip clean, wrist mean, yeah shit gleam
Yeah she throw it back, yeah we throw them racks
Hold up run it back, bitch I get them racks
Yeah she throw it back, yeah we throw them racks
Hold up run it back, bitch I get them racks