Run It Back Lyrics

Ay, ay, ay, ay J-A-Y-L-E-I-G-H, go

Run it back, bring the smoke

I don't think that you really wanna go

I'm like Run it back, bring the smoke

I don't think that you really wanna go

Run it back, run it back

Run it back, run it back

Run it back, run it back

Run it back, run it back

Give me space, let me breathe for a minute

Need the whole place to just feel me while I'm in it

I'm like, mmm give me space, let me breathe for a minute

Need the whole place to just feel me while I'm in it

I got bars, straight fire

I'm a whole-ass mood, you aspire

I'm from Mars, a great flyer

Your girl's a gap-toothed bitch and a liar

I've been rockin' steady,

I'm mobbin' heavy

I grew my hair out long for a wedding

I was born ready, with a machete

I got style in my movement like a big-box Chevy

Man, I'm smoother than a baby's bottom, fresher than a swisher,

Got a lot of juice, you're the cup, I'm the pitcher

You need a bigger picture, let me point you to the cinema

Head so far up your ass, you need an enema

Come, I'm ending ya, yeah, someone call the morgue up

You're hopin' for the money while I'm tearin' floorboards up

Juicier and sweeter than a peach down from Georgia

Trump with my music, yeah, I'm gonna blow the world up

Run it back, bring the smoke

I don't think that you really wanna go

I'm like Run it back, bring the smoke

I don't think that you really wanna go

Run it back, run it back

Run it back, run it back

Run it back, run it back

Run it back, run it back