Run It Back ft. Beau Young Prince & Albe Back Lyrics

It's emotion

It's emotion

It's lit, it's emotion

You just hoping she notice, but

What she don't know is

It's potent

The potent's the poet

The closer you are to him

You won't be able to tell if you're black or form

Or you're God and a

Baby. You can score more if you

Stop being defensive just like that

She said, ooh

You just be running

Through these girls like a running back

When they smell

The packs, they be running back

Feel the way she

Pop it, she gon' run it back

Run it back

We gon' run it back

I told her run it back

Run it back

I told her run it back

Run it back

Run it back

I told her run it back

Run it back

Run it back

She use her tongue just to make it hard

Tricks like she work on the boulevard

Broken dreams and shattered souls

Suck me good before I hit the road

And I hold her down

And I hold her down

And I hold her down

I do

That's that real love

Mary Jane

That was skill, but

from the Mary Jane

Work this hard to get it up

So baby, why you play

Tricks on me, tricks on me

It's all good

Smoke for free, baby girl

That's understood

We gon' work as I would sweat

Memories you won't forget

Really feelin' me, so when we do it

Girl, you won't regret

Superself, the cover said

Girl, you so wet

Leaning like the towers

Going hard for hours

Dracula, Dracula

Oh, she right

Dracula, Dracula

She good

Running through these girls like a running back

When they smell the packs

They be running back

Tell her when she pop it

She gon' run it back

Run it back

I think I'm running back

I told her run it back

Run it back

I told her run it back

I told her run it back

Run it back

I told her run it back

Run it back

Got a little do-do

You can't fuck with that

She a little ooh-ooh

She don't fuck with trash

Okay, maybe her ex, but she done with that

And even if she wasn't

She be running back

She a little smart ass

She a undergrad

Whatever's nice and thick

She be right under that

It's looking like she growing

And she loving that

Pebbles making bad bands

But we want to smash

This is no gas in Texaco

I was at the pump with the step shoes

And I don't want to stunt

But it's best that you knew

The taint's in the front porch

Pepsi blue, ooh

She on my phone

And she looking at behinds

Look at her now like she having TV time

I can't believe that

Omaha, Omaha, when I open the door

I'll know this or that

She said, listen, Fabio, bitch is back

How she gon' do that

Lift her ass

She said she follow me on Instagram

I said, baby

Running through these girls like a running back

When they smell the pack

They be running back

Love the way she pop it

She gon' run it back

Run it back

I told her run it back

Run it back

I told her run it back

Run it back

I told her run it back

Run it back