Music: Blake Taylor
Running it back huh
Excuse my cold it's chilly
Strike gold oh really
Head back to the bank cash out a milli huh
Finna spend this bag on the person who asked
Now take my ass to Philly
Been doing this shit forever
Now I'm looking for a bitch so bad like Billie
Running it back huh
Excuse my cold it's chilly
Strike gold oh really
Head back to the bank cash out a milli huh
Finna spend this bag on the person who asked
Now take my ass to Philly
Been doing this shit forever
Now I'm looking for a bitch so bad like Billie
Now check my net huh
Check out all the money I spent
All the money I get I get from bets
Now bet my life on red
Check out all the tracks I shred
It'll leave my own bitch dead
Collecting these heads like bread
That's all the backs I bend huh
Running it back huh
Excuse my cold it's chilly
Strike gold oh really
Head back to the bank cash out a milli huh
Finna spend this bag on the person who asked
Now take my ass to Philly
Been doing this shit forever
Now I'm looking for a bitch so bad like Billie
Running it back huh
Excuse my cold it's chilly
Strike gold oh really
Head back to the bank cash out a milli huh
Finna spend this bag on the person who asked
Now take my ass to Philly
Been doing this shit forever
Now I'm looking for a bitch so bad like Billie
Finna spend this bag on the person who asked
Now take my ass to Philly
Been doing this shit forever
Now I'm looking for a bitch so bad like Billie
She ain't tryna **** with the 30s
Now she only take 10
Said I'm shooting my shot like I'm Curry
Like bitch I'm tryna get it in
Doing whatever when it come to millies
200K got stuffed in the Jimmys
Wished for a chop now I'm feeling like Timmy
You talking greasy then you can go with him
**** up the whip like this bitch a rental
Give me the chance we might lift him
Give me the chance and we might spliff him
No I ain't lying no I ain't kidding
Always been on
Always been on go
Give a **** what you throwing me
And my niggas is dropping the 4
You must be lying you must be kidding
Move too tact I move too shifty
Bad lil bitch she look like Billie
Running it up it ain't enough
Telling my family I made a killing
Forgive me Lord for all my drilling
Double back with the chop like I'm sinning
I got za got real deal dealing
Grabbing my cup like I'm finna tip it
Grabbing my cup like I'm finna sip it
Fire in the wood like you can't hit it
She riding the dick like a RipStik
Uh huh
Running it back huh
Excuse my cold it's chilly
Strike gold oh really
Head back to the bank cash out a milli huh
Finna spend this bag on the person who asked
Now take my ass to Philly
Been doing this shit forever
Now I'm looking for a bitch so bad like Billie
Running it back huh
Excuse my cold it's chilly
Strike gold oh really
Head back to the bank cash out a milli huh
Finna spend this bag on the person who asked
Now take my ass to Philly
Been doing this shit forever
Now I'm looking for a bitch so bad like Billie
I done ****ed a bad bitch I feel like Billie
I-I done ****ed a bad bitch I feel like Billie