J Jin, Rish - RUN IT BACK

(RISH)
I'm a need fat cuban, that's a gold chain
Straight out from trax, that's 40 whole states
Ain’t no one want the beef, you the whole steak
But how the hell you gonna eat when you got no plate

And how the hell I'm getting judged by some no names
When they fail to catch fire I bring propane
But they gone get a lot of clout from my domain
Ted Bundy killin, call me insane

Yeah I been workin over time It never don’t provide
But until I'm getting notarized I can ship overnight
But in 5 days it still won't be a lower price
I'm in a tie-dye fit like its the poltergeist

But the devil need a new soul never sold you mine
I put the food on the table never don’t provide
I see enemies from far and think they crossed the line

(JJIN)
I'm comin hot, Missle
Uh you the pants and I'm comin down the middle
Uh it's cold
Uh a little
Uh yeah I'm bringing all the flavor like a skittle
Uh little bitch, I'm talkin to you
This is the money its all comin through
Got all the rounds and I'm ready to shoot
Damn and imma play lil' bitch like a hoop (bitch)

Now, Hit it from the back run it twice can't you see
Iced out Jordan 4s, my 12s, Nikes
100 bills, keep it chill, 32 degrees
Bitch you’re slow, I am speed Lightning McQueen

Never dirty always clean, Listerine
JJin epidemic, spreading quick no vaccine
Rapping now a routine
Fire like I’m gasoline
Bars be smooth vaseline
Addicting like I’m nicotine

Haters in my lane trash talk cuz I'm Asian
Try to stunt on me gonna be an altercation
You ain't got no style
Put Bicardi in your bottle
I’m out here callin shots getting checks fuckin models

Untouchable in my town
Got a HP golden crown
Hit a joint hit the booth pull up and I burn it down
Hit it
Quit it
Pull up
Drippin
Call me Jeremy Lin all these rings I be winnin

Look at the way I ball on these hoes in the back of the club (hm hm)
I got blue faces up in my pocket im not throwin no doves (hm hm)
I'm whippin the Porsche and then maybe ill whip with my Bentley truck (hm hm)
Run up a check and then run the chicks I'm not givin no fucks (hm hm)

Watch is two-faced patek is two-toned
Baguettes in the east in the west got some big stones
Carson Reichert vision how I only see the green
Chop the top off the coupe, thats a guillotine

Fuck what these people be talkin
Creepin from the back, yeah i be stalkin
Do the dash homie, fuck all that walkin
Man down first, thats what we rockin
I got my feelings, i got the bag
Now im doing music, none of that trash
Im making all the killings, industry dealins
No more extremists (yeah, huh, yah)

New patek on my wrist (yah)
Ice and cold sierra mist (brr)
Iced out you get the gist (huh)
Code nine I reminence (yahh)
Can't play me lil bitch (wha)
Bury u kids in a ditch (yuh)
She my lilo im stich (uh)
Big dreams getting rich (ooh)

Money like Roddy Rich (yah)
My boys wit me no snitch
My bitch bad like Kim Possible
Im writing up a new chronicle