Baghdad Up

Yea i'm blacked out
Psilocybin in my fucking brain

Told myself that day i died
That nothing ain't gon be the same

Yea I cash out
Where yo cash at
Hit a lick to free my pops
Till my head pops
I'm treatin beats just like they baghdad

Back that up
Baby back that up yea
Back that up
Baby back that up
Got the blinds wide open we gon' give the world a show
My bitch servin' on the low

Back that up
Baby back that up yea
Back that up
Baby back that up
Got the blinds wide open we gon' give the world a show now
My bitch seeing demons they be preeing in the smoke cloud

I need two cups aye
Pour that double whiskey sour
I need two bills aye
For that beat charge by the hour

I might pop some tags aye
Rock that cdg designer
Might not see my ass aye
I been rolling weed just getting higher

Chuck the whole duce up
I bet u think i really gave a fuck
The pressure made me beautiful
Got bitches tryna bae me up
Pretty little bitch tryna lay me up
Got the pretty boy swag
And my pay went up
Yea i brought the whole bag
We can burn that shit
Declining all the calls on my burner baby

Back that up
Baby back that up yea
Back that up
Baby back that up
Got the blinds wide open we gon' give the world a show
My bitch servin' on the low

Back that up
Baby back that up yea
Back that up
Baby back that up
Got the blinds wide open we gon' give the world a show now
My bitch seeing demons they be preeing in the smoke cloud



Credits
Writer(s): Austin Ingle
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