Run It Back lyrics

by

John Mackk


[Intro: ZayBang]
n*gga
Alright
Look

[Chorus: ZayBang]
I just stepped in this b*tch, tell the DJ, "Run it back"
Look, she hella thick, I ain't finna cap
Throw that ass on me, lil' b*tch, throw it back (Let the beat ride out, Ju)
Throw it back, lil' b*tch, throw it back
I just stepped in this b*tch, tell the DJ, "Run it back"
Look, she hella thick, I ain't finna cap (Throw it, throw it)
Throw that ass on me, lil' b*tch, throw it back (Throw it, throw it)
Throw it back, lil' b*tch, throw it back (Throw it)

[Verse 1: ZayBang]
Ayy, look, I'm drunk in this b*tch, I'm just tryna see you shake somethin'
Hella 42, I bet your b*tch wanna taste somethin'
These shoes eight hundred and I can't fake nothin'
She throwin' ass on the floor like she face f*ckin'
And, yeah, we got the club jumpin', don't let 'em say nothin'
If we can't get in with the— uh, then we ain't comin'
I'm puttin' pipe on this b*tch, she think she ain't runnin'
I'm mixin' juice with the liquor, took the taste from it
And f*ck your happy hour, we bought the bottles up
Them n*ggas goof balls, they tryna follow us
It's twenty b*tches in the section like we huddled up
They still talkin' 'bout we next, I'm the runner up
We be in spaceships, I know they hate that
b*tch, this a custom piece, this ain't no name tag
We got the club smoked out, blowin' straight gas
And get this goofy out my section with your fake ass
[Chorus: ZayBang & John Mackk]
I just stepped in this b*tch, tell the DJ, "Run it back"
Look, she hella thick, I ain't finna cap
Throw that ass on me, lil' b*tch, throw it back, haha
Throw it back, lil' b*tch, throw it back
I just stepped in this b*tch, tell the DJ, "Run it back"
Look, she hella thick, I ain't finna cap (Throw it, throw it)
Throw that ass on me, lil' b*tch, throw it back, ha (Throw it, throw it, John Mackk)
Throw it back, lil' b*tch, throw it back (Throw it)

[Verse 2: John Mackk]
Throw it on me, macaroni, I'm gon' throw a couple hunds (Throw some hunds)
Ice on me, you'd a thought I did a plum (Ice on me)
n*ggas broke, always tryna have some fun (Have some fun)
Yeah, but they ain't never got no funds (Oh my God)
I just left Chase, now my pockets weigh a ton (Weigh a ton)
I just get rich, I don't even hold a grudge (Hold a grudge)
They know when I'm comin', they be clearin' out the club (Out the club)
I got a BnB, come to the crib, I'm with the thugs (I'm with 'em, yeah)
Yeah, I just spent a thousand on some kicks, I got a problem (Oh my God)
If you don't spend a thousand on your b*tch, you not a body (Oh my God)
They be talkin' all that thug sh*t, ain't got a body (Ain't got a body)
Why the f*ck these n*ggas out here tryna— yeah, yeah (Tryna play, tryna play)
Uh, I'm tryna play with us
Uh, find you somethin' safe 'cause it ain't safe enough (It ain't safe)
Uh, I just whip it out and she just ate it up (Oh my God, oh my God)
Bae, I'm not no waiter, why the f*ck you think I'm waitin' up (Oh my God)
[Chorus: ZayBang]
I just stepped in this b*tch, tell the DJ, "Run it back"
Look, she hella thick, I ain't finna cap
Throw that ass on me, lil' b*tch, throw it back
Throw it back, lil' b*tch, throw it back
I just stepped in this b*tch, tell the DJ, "Run it back"
Look, she hella thick, I ain't finna cap (Throw it, throw it)
Throw that ass on me, lil' b*tch, throw it back (Throw it, throw it)
Throw it back, lil' b*tch, throw it back (Throw it)
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