Craig Xen - RUN IT BACK! - Lyrics, Similar artists

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Artist: Craig Xen

album: Broken Kids Club

You fuck niggas what it is, man
We droppin' that fire on you fuck niggas, man
We takin' on that motherfuckin' streets
400 blocks, shit, pussy nigga, that part
Ayy, dumbass nigga
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Get her wet, uh
Black tints, black cars, posted in the back, uh
Foreign bop, loaded Glock, I can't never lack, uh
Lose the car, if you hit a lick, can't run it back, uh
Okay, shorty, I can't trust no bitch, how you do that? Uh
Fuck the fame, I'ma kill a bitch if he talk lame, uh
I'ma wreck his shit, don't sweat the shit, ayy, run it back
If I'm in your hood and see you, bitch, ayy, run it back (woo)
Pistols have him running like a fucking running back
Ayy, run it back, run it, run it back (where he at?)
Heard that he was gone, bump in whoadie's place (one seven), ayy
Shoot that fuck nigga for his sack, lay him flat (lay him flat)
Pussy try to cap, check his motherfuckin' stats
Ain't shit changed but the ring on my
Middle fuckin' finger, I bleed on 'em (blaow, blaow)
Heard him sneak dissin' on my team, I'ma, ayy (ayy, ayy)
Hit him from a distance, that beam on him (uh)
Who want me? You try me, you'll lose your hopscotch, ooh
My OG told me, "Don't trust thots or fuckboys", uh (ayy-ayy)
Bloody knife in my holster, I behead guys, ooh (ayy)
Caught an opp, not no Pokémon, want dead guys, uh
I don't sleep, I rest with my knife at bedtime, ooh (ayy)

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