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run det back - izaya tiji lyrics

[intro: izaya tiji & yhapojj]
ala, wake your ass up
phew, yeah, yeah
phew, phew, phew (yeah), phew
(mhm, you’re listening to yhapojj)

[chorus: yhapojj]
run that back (run that back), run that back (run that back), run that back (run that back)
run that back (run that back), run that back (run that back), run that back (run that back), run that back (run that back)

[verse 1: yhapojj]
yeah, bih’ bag
but the coupe go fast
shoot through the hood (shoot through the hood)
now shoot through the glass (glass)
hit his spot (spot), where i’m at? (where i’m at?)
she’s so hot (she’s so hot), yeah, yeah, hope we don’t crash (hope we don’t crash)
brrp, brrp, brrp*boom
she say “yeah”, but i’m like “no”
oxy red, the green*light go
i got a stick, i won’t let it show
walk in wit’ that bl!ck, i’m finna let it blow
he mad at me; i just took his ho
heard you was a freak, i told her ass “go!”
go, go, go*go*get up, go
fifty*on*fifty, that bih’ gеt choked
i’m sippin’ on drank, but i need mo’
i pop a perc, but i need mo’
i’m sippin’ fast, but i’m movin’ slow
she gеt gone, the bih’ like ghost
we could’ve been boo, but you doin’ the most
[chorus: yhapojj & izaya tiji]
run that back, tell ’em “run that back” (run that back)
run that back, tell ’em “run that back” (run that back)
run that back, tell ’em “run that back” (run that back)
run that back, tell ’em “run that back” (run that back)

[verse 2: izaya tiji]
i say “n*gga, f*ck all the opps” (i say “n*gga”)
codiene dreams, kick all the wock
[?]
these n*ggas [?], keep runnin’ that thot
my n*gga sip some lean drops (lean drops)
she want a celine bag
and i’m green in my pop
slide on that block, wit’ a chop
lil ah’ nig’, where your drop? (drop)
yeah i’m a shepard, wit’ a glock (shot)
these lil’ ho beggars, she want what?
she must be dumb; or a klutz (klutz)
i’m at the mall, feelin’ some dust (dust)
pull up to your job, and it suck (suck)
same wit’ god, he get struck (struck)
good for all, for my crush

[bridge: izaya tiji]
i threw the ball, way up
phew, phew
i climb the wall, stay up
phew, phew
hate these n*ggas, can’t clutch
lil b*tch, suck on my nuts
speed dial crips and bloods
get down, we finna bust
[verse 3: yhapojj]
yeah, you know what it was when i made lit
all on my phone, i’m just tryna hit
n*gga be fake, that boy counterfeit
(i’m so high)
yeah, i’m so turnt wit’ the sh*t right now
i’m so turnt, thought i pop a perc now
i’m so turnt, tryna shoot through the crowd
i’m so turnt, tryna move like durk
i’m so turnt, i can only see red
i’m so turnt, locked in, my bad
i’m so turnt, f*ck a bih’ like that
i’m so turnt, i came out and search
i’m so turnt, i came out and search

[chorus: yhapojj & izaya tiji]
run that back, tell ’em “run that back” (run that back)
run that back, tell ’em “run that back” (run that back)
run that back, tell ’em “run that back” (run that back)
run that back, tell ’em “run that back” (run that back)

- izaya tiji lyrics

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