RUN IT BACK! Ham Sandwich (USA) (Ft. Aerial Ace)
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[Hook: Ham Sandwich)
Twin Glocks, Rem Ram
Fucking with the gang, you a dead man
Drip on, wetland
Money on my mind like a headband
These are not problems you wanna have
Chop on my side, they gon' call me a lumberjack
I feel like Subaru walking through hell but if I take an 'L' then you know I'm gon' run it back
Run it back, run it back
Run it back, run it back, run it back (huh)
Hundred racks, hundred racks
I need to get me a hundred racks (huh)
Run it back, run it back
Run it back, run it back
Run it back, run it back
Run it back, ay!
[Verse 1: Ham Sandwich]
Call up my goons and you know they gon' lace up
Said he want smoke so I open my gate up
Don't know the code, we ain't open the gate up
Whale on the chopper, it might could erase ya
That nigga say that he carry, he built like he Ferris, he built like a bitch from the waist up
My bitch Echidna, she sit in your hood sipping tea that you wishing you could get a taste of (huh)
Ain't nobody wanna save us
I got it out of the mud for my people
They painting me out to be somebody evil
I picked up the pieces, the pain, and my demons
Agreements between us is meaningless
When I'm a slave to the sin of envy
They gon' take advantage if you being friendly
Lived a hundred lives this shit be weighing heavy
So I keep me them
Twin Glocks, Rem Ram
Fucking with the gang, you a dead man
Drip on, wetland
Money on my mind like a headband
These are not problems you wanna have
Chop on my side, they gon' call me a lumberjack
I feel like Subaru walking through hell but if I take an 'L' then you know I'm gon' run it back
Run it back, run it back
Run it back, run it back, run it back (huh)
Hundred racks, hundred racks
I need to get me a hundred racks (huh)
Run it back, run it back
Run it back, run it back
Run it back, run it back
Run it back, ay!
[Verse 1: Ham Sandwich]
Call up my goons and you know they gon' lace up
Said he want smoke so I open my gate up
Don't know the code, we ain't open the gate up
Whale on the chopper, it might could erase ya
That nigga say that he carry, he built like he Ferris, he built like a bitch from the waist up
My bitch Echidna, she sit in your hood sipping tea that you wishing you could get a taste of (huh)
Ain't nobody wanna save us
I got it out of the mud for my people
They painting me out to be somebody evil
I picked up the pieces, the pain, and my demons
Agreements between us is meaningless
When I'm a slave to the sin of envy
They gon' take advantage if you being friendly
Lived a hundred lives this shit be weighing heavy
So I keep me them
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