Correction Lyrics Run It Back by Kha Structure

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Woooo
Glaa, glaa, glaa
And you know that
Glaa, glaa, boom
I get anxious when I hear the sirens
That structure, swag (Yeah structure)
Kha Struc' feeling, now it's hotter than dungeons

They tried to keep lil' Vonny in the dark
Keep funny movements and I play it smart
These b*t*hes hate me, sayin' you shoot in real life
Ironic, we shootin' in real life
That's your girl, keep her real tight (Hahahaha)
(That's your girl, keep her real close)
They say my neck, glacier (Glacier)
I keep a heat, like close to the equator
I got a special stichy for the haters
Don't wanna talk unlеss it's 'bout the paper
Sirens, anxious
Baby, dangеrous
With QB, I hop out, come and do the maintenance
She keep on sayin' "Vonny, boy you ain't sh*t"
I got a small 40 with a K clip (Woo) (Woo)
Taking off like a spaceship
All of the b*t*hes out here, they be jackin' me (Jackin' me)
Check the audacity
I got a Philly jawn like I'm Ca**idy
Know that I'm strapped up when you dappin' me
I'm doin' better, n***as used to laugh at me
Get straight, bossed up, fixed the strategy
Clickin', tap on that 40 boy, I just keep clickin'
Can't have no shorty 'cause they just be b*t*hin'
But hoes in them, might approach ya (Glaa Glaa)
Then I yell out "Swag" for that structure

These opp n***as can't touch me
I might pull up on 'em, that's structure
Keep a thirty stick where I'm a Luva
I cop a stichy just to finger f**k her
I be trappin', if you got BoA better tap in
I call Jayy and he open the backend
I ain't just rappin', fanny pack not for the fashion
I be super clutch, and this b*t*h actin' like she drunk
She a super smuck, keep it in the cut
I be slappin' money on her b***
Henny in the cup, now I'm charged up

I could've really hit licks
Pull up with 40's like "Give me your sh*t"
Vonny a G and my body too diff'
Gotta hit from the back if she think we gon' kiss
That was a dub if she wanna kiss
They know my body, you owe me the tip
After I hit, check off the list
And I just bought a Glock and it come with a kick

I'm with the whole gang in this b*t*h
Shooters with me get you hit
Shorty got a fat a**, let me clip
Big stichy, rubber grip
Hit an opp n***a, then I gotta dip
Police circlin' the strip
I don't gotta talk much 'cause I'm—
I don't gotta talk much 'cause I'm crip
Still got the shooters on call and they ready to swish
I up my glizzy, it came with extensions
Know that I'm top five, but I'm not five, that's on the dead guys
I got mob ties in this b*t*h, shooters with me get you hit
She slappin' that fat a**, let me clip
Big stichy, rubber grip

Glaa glaa boom
Glaa glaa
That swag

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