Run It Back

(album: Mafia Bidness - 2020)

[03 Greedo:]
(AceTheFace)
We was getting money, we was getting money
(Joog)
(Take some of that bass out, Bruce)
Yeah-yeah (Ron-Ron, do that shit)
We was getting money, tryna rack that cash up
This the type of money that'll back that ass up
Don't be acting funny when you clap that ass up
Shorty, you better not act up (Yeah)
We was getting money, tryna rack that cash up
This the type of money that'll back that ass up (Yeah)
Don't be acting funny when you clap that ass up
Shorty, you better not act up

[Ohgeesy:]
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, yeah, like hell yeah
I'ma grab her by the hair, yeah, like hell 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 off the cocaine, the whole town
Wanna fuck with a nigga now, I hold it down
Yung Joc on a nigga now, she going down
Yung 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

Yeah, 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 the dad
I'ma hit it, make him fucking mad, I make a mess
She a muhfucking get it girl, so get it, girl
I'm that nigga, that nigga-nigga that hit it, girl

[Rob Vicious:]
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Bitch, I'm that nigga, just listen (Listen)
Pistols in the party, nigga (Bah), I can feel the tension (Ayy)
They don't want us in the hood like a fucked up engine
Bitch, if you can't take the heat, get out my muhfucking kitchen (Bitch)
Ayy, shout out all my shooters, couple names I can't mention
When your mama told you stay away from the gang, you shoulda listened (Ayy)
When I wake up in the morning, all I'm thinking 'bout is checking
Wack a nigga then I'm touring, shoulda kept me out your (Gang, gang)
Pull up on my opps, we got 'em sick as hell, that nigga telling
They like, "Lil' Rob, you slick as hell," my niggas felons
Where I'm from, bitch, we don't do the drugs, lil' bitch, we selling (Ayy)
Said where I'm from, bitch, we don't do the drugs, lil' bitch, we selling, ayy

[Fenix Flexin:]
Bitch, I'm tryna go, yeah, I'm rocking shows, yeah (Rocking shows)
Throw that money on the floor, yeah, I'm fucking hoes, yeah
Serve a pussy on my phone, yeah, I'm cracking codes, yeah (Ayy)
If we beefing let me know, yeah, I'm finna blow, yeah (I'ma finna blow)
Young nigga need a city chick, real saditty bitch (What?)
Type of ho that'll swallow me until she finish it (Finish it)
Yeah, you cute, but that ain't enough, I need a thicker bitch (Thicker bitch)
He wasn't cutting it, that lil' baby need some bigger dick (Ayy)
That's a thirty, this a fifty, this a bigger stick (This a bigger stick)
Popped a Perky, now a nigga feeling sick as shit (Feeling sick as shit)
Just made the flip and shit, my niggas getting rich as shit
She acting innocent, but she ain't really innocent (Damn)

[Master Kato:]
I just caught another bag, made five in a hour
Niggas love getting bags (Bitch), I make five in the shower (Yuh)
In the mall popping tags, spending bags by the thousand
Who them niggas getting that? Bitch, don't ask 'cause they around us
Kicking doors and throwing up pounds of steel, walking with the choppas still
Got it on me walking out the pharm', I got a lotta pills
Got it on me walking out the bank, I got a lotta bills
Old hundreds, sipping old red, show you how I feel
I don't trust 'em, that's a code red, show me how it sip (Nah)
Hundred bitches at the hotel, we got the lobby filled
I don't trust 'em, that's a code red, show me how it sip
Hundred bitches at the hotel, we got the lobby filled

[Ohgeesy:]
Yeah, 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 the dad
I'ma hit it, make him fucking mad, I make a mess
She a muhfucking get it girl, so get it, girl
I'm that nigga, that nigga-nigga that hit it, girl