Lyrics Tablefourteen – Run it back

Run it back Lyrics – Tablefourteen

Singer: Tablefourteen
Title: Run it back

Smoke that pack
I got drum mags, stuffed into my gat
Beat this b#tch black
Got you in my scope hit that collat

Yeah i hit that
Pull up to your house with the kalash
I got big racks
Spend it on your murder run it back

Run it back yeah
I’m about to run it back
Throw her corpse into a coffin while i’m smoking on a blunt
I could tell the world about how you betrayed the man you loved

You’re addicted to your trauma, i’m addicted to your drugs
Karma smacks up like a b#tch and you deserve it, f#cking cunt
I don’t f#ck, with no cheats
I don’t f#ck, with no snakes

Now your future’s looking bleak
And the world will know your name
I don’t f#ck, with your love
I don’t f#ck, with your lies

You’ll be one and f#cking done
Hope he decimates your life
Smoke that pack
I got drum mags, stuffed into my gat

Beat this b#tch black
Got you in my scope hit that collat
Yeah i hit that
Pull up to your house with the kalash

I got big racks
Spend it on your murder run it back
Run it back yeah
I’m about to run it back

Critical kiss your b#tch under the mistletoe
Grab a missile out the sky and with it yeah i killed your hoe
Critical kiss your b#tch under the mistletoe
Grab a missile out the sky and with it yeah i killed your hoe

f#ck a no melody
That what you tellin me
Miss what you sayin g
Go back and pay the fee

sh#t i forgot you cheap
All these kids trailing me
But you all failing to catch up (aye)
Come on b#tch you heard me catch up

Imma turn you into catch up
Use you like a condom and (condiment)
I know you ain’t too fond of it
If you ain’t speeding up you gon get smacked up

p#ss# boy stand up put both those hands up
Kill all these artists you know that i’m next up
Future king of hell yeah the demons wish me well
You think this a joke and it’s so easy to tell

Dark alleys with the blade that’s where i dwell
You think this a joke and it’s so easy to tell
Dark alleys with the blade that’s where i dwell
Smoke that pack

I got drum mags, stuffed into my gat
Beat this b#tch black
Got you in my scope hit that collat
Yeah i hit that

Pull up to your house with the kalash
I got big racks
Spend it on your murder run it back
Run it back yeah

I’m about to run it back
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