作词 : Benjamin Goldberg/Jonathan Glasser/Brian Eisner
作曲 : Benjamin Goldberg/Jonathan Glasser/Brian Eisner
2-4-7
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A lot of exaggerations lets keep it real, lets be honest
Yeah, right
Verse 1
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 handle 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 ****in' earthquake
When the rocks met True
Lox bagel with some caviar and a third egg in my omelette
That's when I tell the waiter: Quick please, Quick
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
Chorus
So take it all back now, run it back Back
Take it all back now, run it back Back
Take it all back now, run it back Back
Take it all back now, run it back 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 Yeah, 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
Verse 2
I don't gotta say one ****in' 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 Vroom
Keep it frank, I'm a Benji Frank Yeah
Due to tenners when I count the face Huh
Did a reservation in your button-downs
I'm in a hoodie looking out of place Right
Never take a girl to Hollywood
She gon' end up with some white around her face Face
Baseball, gotta steal the base
Flush it down the toilet just in case Case
Hollywood didn't change a thing Nah
Matter 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 paintin'
Rotate it, most hated, okay then obey it
I can't be low maintenance, flow tamin'
So bold that his bone breakin', bones get dislocated, bitch God damn
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
Chorus
Ta-take it Yeah all back now, run it back Back
Take it all back now, run it back Back
Take it all back now, run it back Back
Take it all back now, run it back 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 Yeah now, run it back Back
Take it all back now, run it back Back
Take it all back now, run it back Back
Take it all back now, run it back 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