Lyrics of 'Run It Back' by Token

2-4-7
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A lot of exaggerations lets keep it real, lets be honest
Yeah, right
Thirty from the show, take it then I go, lookin' like a lick
Now we play the game, how much can my pants pockets really fit?
And I gotta bag, underneath my arm looking like a chick
And I put my hand in it so much, they think it's a tick
All of that from the word play and the concept (bruh)
And I got the type of chick to make a chick turn gay, if she not yet (true)
Body do the folds, and her toes doing curls, they like the bicep (right)
When I had no cash, measurin' the bag
Used to put the scales in the back
Like a mermaid, that's a promise
I'm mature veined and obnoxious
First A, bitch I'm toxic, but the girls praise like I'm God sent
Maybe 'cause the diamonds lookin' like a fuckin' earthquake
When the rocks met (true)
Lox bagel with some caviar in the third egg in my omelette
That's when I tell the waiter

And I'm in her mouth like binkies
So far that I might hit kidneys
Drop top, make the whip to a strip tease
Then I get plane tickets for the whole crew
Put the circle in the air like Frisbees
Court case when I was fourteen
Shit got dismissed, I'm still free
So take it all back now, run it back
Take it all back now, run it back
Take it all back now, run it back
Take it all back now, run it back
Please do not disturb (right)
Sippin' on Hen', like bird (right)
I'm on the edge, like curb (right)
I don't gotta say one word (right)
But I take it all back now, run it back
Take it all back now, run it back
Take it all back now, run it back
Take it all back now, run it back
Please do not disturb (right)
Sippin' on Hen', like bird (right)
I'm on the edge, like curb (right)
I don't gotta say one word (right)
I don't gotta say one fuckin' thing (no)
Empty champagne bottles in the sink (right)
Look at this life, tell me what you think (ah?)
I know how to make an ego shrink (true)
I just got a check from a video game
Bitch, I don't even know how to play (no)
Fast & Furious checks, I don't even know how to drive let alone race
Keep it frank, I'm a Benji' Frank (yeah)
Do a tennis when I count the face
Dinner reservation in your button-downs
I'm in a hoodie looking out of place
Never take a girl to Hollywood
She gon' end up with some white around her face
Baseball, gotta steal the base
Flush it down the toilet just in case
Hollywood didn't change a thing (nah)
Matter of fact it made me motivated

I was happy back when I was broke and patient
Now the count of cash is kind of overrated
Just, kidding bitch, I'ma stack it back up 'til the floor is breakin'
In my casket, has to have a golden plate
In case Lavish as a Van Gogh painting
Rotate it, most hated, okay then obey it
I can't be low maintenance, flow taming
So bold that his bone breaking, bones get dislocated, bitch (Goddamn)
Show casin' I gotta screw missin', no way to locate it
Hope that they donate it, bitch
Ain't nobody ever really did it like this
Ta-take it all back now, run it back
Take it all back now, run it back
Take it all back now, run it back
Take it all back now, run it back
Please do not disturb (what)
Sippin' on Hen', like bird (what)
I'm on the edge, like curb (what)
I don't gotta say one word (what)
Take it all back now, run it back
Take it all back now, run it back
Take it all back now, run it back
Take it all back now, run it back
Please do not disturb (what)
Sippin' on Hen', like bird (what)
I'm on the edge, like curb (what)
I don't gotta say one word (what)