[Chorus: Yunk]
Who the fuck? Who the fuck is you?
Tell 'em "Run it back", up 'em with
Up 'em with my tool
Finna cock it back
You a lame, you a fucking lame
I won't cut you slack
Bullet to the, bullet to his brain
And his fuckin' back
[Verse 1: Yunk]
Fuck! Keep on tryna run?
Well, lil' bitch, you out of luck
I got his girl down on her knees, fuck it, we might make her suck
I'm tapped in with my whole team, the squad
Bitch, I'm back in, never lackin', I up the lot
I got two twins that'll back me up and make a fool out a bitch, like
I got motherfuckers hatin' me, well, motherfucker, who is you?
They tell me I ain't shit 'cause I ain't 'bout that life, I'm 'bout the moves
I'm runnin' up these plays like The Roadrunner from Looney Tunes
[Chorus: Yunk]
Who the fuck? Who the fuck is you?
Tell 'em "Run it back", up 'em with
Up 'em with my tool
Finna cock it back
You a lame, you a fucking lame
I won't cut you slack
Bullet to the, bullet to his brain
And his fuckin' back
[Verse 2: Yukidomari]
Bitch, I got the bread, turn a bitch to toast
Spray him with the led, said, “I slit his fuckin' throat!”
Said,”The drip it fucking icy, and yo bitch might need a coat”
You ain't steppin' to the gang, you ain't messin' with the folk
Bitch, I am expensive, got the mag extended
Got yo' bitch, she texted, my energy expended
My bills and my expenses, I got that still all dealt with
If you wanna talk, I'll cock it back and fuckin' send it
[Chorus: Yunk]
Who the fuck? Who the fuck is you?
Tell 'em "Run it back", up 'em with
Up 'em with my tool
Finna cock it back
You a lame, you a fucking lame
I won't cut you slack
Bullet to the, bullet to his brain
And his fuckin' back