RUN IT BACK

[Intro]
Yeah, uh

[Chorus]
Okay, wait
Back in the day, I had a lil' old dream that I'd blow up quick
Why the fuck they always up on my dick?
Always gotta prove to you who I is
Live a copycat, you don't own your shit
Quick mic jack on my Polo shit
New boo tang, I don't own that bitch
Bape drewski 'bout ownership
Finna own my shit
Uh, quick, run it back
I'm on my own and I'm chasin' the sack
Quit all this talkin', I cannot hit that
I'm on the playlist, we bringin' it back
Gettin' my deal and I'm makin' it back
I'm for the culture, we cuttin' the slack
Fuckin' that ho and I nut on her back
And she callin' me zaddy, I'm somebody's dad

[Verse]
Bitch, I'm her father
I want everything from hundreds to commas
Stackin' my bands, pray for the karma
Who is your man? I don't want the drama
I'm a path, I won't say nada
Callin' me broke, but she whippin' a Honda
I'm on a roll, I ain't talkin' 'bout Wanda
If I pull up, then you best got the vodka
I got some change and some room for a dollar
I'm feelin' godly, but I'm not a scholar
Graduate early, ain't got the diplomas
So I'ma just chill out like I'm in a coma
Call me Young Fetty 'cause I got the soda
Jewelry fake, your shit lookin' like Yoda
Some of y'all actin' like you seen a ghost, but
I need a witness, not talkin' Jehova

[Chorus]
Okay, wait
Back in the day, I had a lil' old dream that I'd blow up quick
Why the fuck they always up on my dick?
Always gotta prove to you who I is
Live a copycat, you don't own your shit
Quick mic jack on my Polo shit
New boo tang, I don't own that bitch
Bape drewski 'bout ownership
Finna own my shit
Uh, quick, run it back
I'm on my own and I'm chasin' the sack
Quit all this talkin', I cannot hit that
I'm on the playlist, we bringin' it back
Gettin' my deal and I'm makin' it back
I'm for the culture, we cuttin' the slack
Fuckin' that ho and I nut on her back
And she callin' me zaddy, I'm somebody's dad

[Verse]
Bitch, I'm her father
I want everything from hundreds to commas
Stackin' my bands, pray for the karma
Who is your man? I don't want the drama
I'm a path, I won't say nada
Callin' me broke, but she whippin' a Honda
I'm on a roll, I ain't talkin' 'bout Wanda
If I pull up, then you best got the vodka
I got some change and some room for a dollar
I'm feelin' godly, but I'm not a scholar
Graduate early, ain't got the diplomas
So I'ma just chill out like I'm in a coma
Call me Young Fetty 'cause I got the soda
Jewelry fake, your shit lookin' like Yoda
Some of y'all actin' like you seen a ghost, but
I need a witness, not talkin' Jehova

[Outro]
Ayy