Lyrics

Run it back, tell that bitch Shake it up, shake it up She bad Call a lil shawty, pour a cup You mad I just got another check, four bands, quarter rack Imma hit it from the front then imma hit it from the back I'm talkin', bitch I'm clocked in Did it once, never quit I'm locked in Do a bunch, real shit We walkin Catch a punch, never slip Grindin' up until we blocked in Run it back, tell that bitch Shake it up, shake it up She bad Call a lil shawty, pour a cup You mad I just got another check, four bands, quarter rack Imma hit it from the front then imma hit it from the back I'm talkin', bitch I'm clocked in Did it once, never quit I'm locked in Do a bunch, real shit We walkin Catch a punch, never slip Grindin' up until we blocked in One more time, then I pass Movin' on to the next one Two more thots, a lot of ass I'm boutta test one Try to find out which one is the best one Try to find out which shawty a correct one Ay, too many bitches on my line Get a baddie, hit her up, and say she lookin' fine Talk clap, bring it forward Get a bitch and make her mine Double tap, get a bitch she pullin' up to cop a dime Run it back, tell that bitch Shake it up, shake it up She bad Call a lil shawty, pour a cup You mad I just got another check, four bands, quarter rack Imma hit it from the front then imma hit it from the back I'm talkin', bitch I'm clocked in Did it once, never quit I'm locked in Do a bunch, real shit We walkin Catch a punch, never slip Grindin' up until we blocked in I been trapping with the most high Feeling like I can't die Bitch I got a past ain't no saint Got me feeling like I been shy Posted with a blunt I Came from back ain't no way Don't fuck with a bitch, don't fuck with your man Don't talk to my face, I be countin' up the bands I be going to the top and there ain't no way to stop it Posted with the scope, I been coming for ur pocket, yuh Don't think about it Don't drink about it I been countin' up the bands I ain't been about it Shawty dancing on my lap I gotta think about it Told her baby take my hand, we gone be around it I been chillin' with the clique, okay Standing on my money like I'm six five Don't fuck with a six five Bring that shit back to the hook like Run it back, tell that bitch Shake it up, shake it up She bad Call a lil shawty, pour a cup You mad I just got another check, four bands, quarter rack Imma hit it from the front then imma hit it from the back I'm talkin', bitch I'm clocked in Did it once, never quit I'm locked in Do a bunch, real shit We walkin Catch a punch, never slip Grindin' up until we blocked in Run it back, tell that bitch Shake it up, shake it up She bad Call a lil shawty, pour a cup You mad I just got another check, four bands, quarter rack Imma hit it from the front then imma hit it from the back I'm talkin', bitch I'm clocked in Did it once, never quit I'm locked in Do a bunch, real shit We walkin Catch a punch, never slip Grindin' up until we blocked in
Writer(s): Harrison Pieri Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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