In The Backyard
Gotta pretty little frame
Gotta thank God
You Like spending money
On the card
You like to play hard
Where you from
With all that ass
In the Backyard
Puttin all them numbers
On the charts
You a all Star
I see you got a lil game
But don't mac hard
Throwing cash
You baddest broad
On the boulevard
Where you from
With all that ass
In the Backyard
Puttin all them numbers
On the charts
You a all Star
Gotta pretty little frame
Gotta thank God
You Like spending money
On the card
You like to play hard
Where you from
With all that ass
In the Backyard
Puttin all them numbers
On the charts
You a all Star
I see you got a lil game
But don't mac hard
Throwing cash
You baddest broad
On the boulevard
Where you from
With all that ass
In the Backyard
Puttin all them numbers
On the charts
You a all Star
You know you too pretty
To be played with
Mess around & turn into
My favorite
You know what I like
Can't do no basics
Ballin on these nigga
Calvin Cambridge
You say yo ex ain't shit
Where you go with all that
Goodness gracious
Face it
You gone leave that nigga
That you came with
You anxious
Had so many shots
Can't even taste it
Wasted
I can't feel my face
But know the place lit
Rave shit
Bad one on my arm
Like a bracelet
Spaceship
Parked on the front lawn
Like I stay here
Playa
But I am not
From the Himalayas
Say, can I be the one
To make yo day up
Stay up
Got you out
Til early in the am
Damn
Kick em to the curb
Like Pam
She know she know
How to work
Her magic
Check it out
Like I'm inspector gadget
Gotta pretty little frame
Gotta thank God
You Like spending money
On the card
You like to play hard
Where you from
With all that ass
In the Backyard
Puttin all them numbers
On the charts
You a all Star
I see you got a lil game
But don't mac hard
Throwing cash
You baddest broad
On the boulevard
Where you from
With all that ass
In the Backyard
Puttin all them numbers
On the charts
You a all Star
She gone get that cheese
But ain't no street rat
Had turn em down
Way too much Feedback
I got one rolled up
But got my Seatback
Ballin on these niggas
Like I'm TMAC
I blew threw some money
Then I restacked
Shorty got a gorgeous face
& She stacked
Tell me what's a number
You can be reached at
We just made a party
Out the kickback
It's goin down
Please Prepare for Impact
She showin out
Watch her throw that
Shit back
We all through the city
Like it's new jack
Her ex nigga
Tryna get his boo back
You can shoot yo shot
It's Russian roulette
She Quick to curve a nigga
Coming foolish
Sorry but I hate I gotta do this
She know she on top
Of they to do list
Gotta pretty little frame
Gotta thank God
You Like spending money
On the card
You like to play hard
Where you from
With all that ass
In the Backyard
Puttin all them numbers
On the charts
You a all Star
I see you got a lil game
But don't mac hard
Throwing cash
You baddest broad
On the boulevard
Where you from
With all that ass
In the Backyard
Puttin all them numbers
On the charts
You a all Star
Gotta pretty little frame
Gotta thank God
You Like spending money
On the card
You like to play hard
Where you from
With all that ass
In the Backyard
Puttin all them numbers
On the charts
You a all Star
I see you got a lil game
But don't mac hard
Throwing cash
You baddest broad
On the boulevard
Where you from
With all that ass
In the Backyard
Puttin all them numbers
On the charts
You a all Star
Gotta thank God
You Like spending money
On the card
You like to play hard
Where you from
With all that ass
In the Backyard
Puttin all them numbers
On the charts
You a all Star
I see you got a lil game
But don't mac hard
Throwing cash
You baddest broad
On the boulevard
Where you from
With all that ass
In the Backyard
Puttin all them numbers
On the charts
You a all Star
Gotta pretty little frame
Gotta thank God
You Like spending money
On the card
You like to play hard
Where you from
With all that ass
In the Backyard
Puttin all them numbers
On the charts
You a all Star
I see you got a lil game
But don't mac hard
Throwing cash
You baddest broad
On the boulevard
Where you from
With all that ass
In the Backyard
Puttin all them numbers
On the charts
You a all Star
You know you too pretty
To be played with
Mess around & turn into
My favorite
You know what I like
Can't do no basics
Ballin on these nigga
Calvin Cambridge
You say yo ex ain't shit
Where you go with all that
Goodness gracious
Face it
You gone leave that nigga
That you came with
You anxious
Had so many shots
Can't even taste it
Wasted
I can't feel my face
But know the place lit
Rave shit
Bad one on my arm
Like a bracelet
Spaceship
Parked on the front lawn
Like I stay here
Playa
But I am not
From the Himalayas
Say, can I be the one
To make yo day up
Stay up
Got you out
Til early in the am
Damn
Kick em to the curb
Like Pam
She know she know
How to work
Her magic
Check it out
Like I'm inspector gadget
Gotta pretty little frame
Gotta thank God
You Like spending money
On the card
You like to play hard
Where you from
With all that ass
In the Backyard
Puttin all them numbers
On the charts
You a all Star
I see you got a lil game
But don't mac hard
Throwing cash
You baddest broad
On the boulevard
Where you from
With all that ass
In the Backyard
Puttin all them numbers
On the charts
You a all Star
She gone get that cheese
But ain't no street rat
Had turn em down
Way too much Feedback
I got one rolled up
But got my Seatback
Ballin on these niggas
Like I'm TMAC
I blew threw some money
Then I restacked
Shorty got a gorgeous face
& She stacked
Tell me what's a number
You can be reached at
We just made a party
Out the kickback
It's goin down
Please Prepare for Impact
She showin out
Watch her throw that
Shit back
We all through the city
Like it's new jack
Her ex nigga
Tryna get his boo back
You can shoot yo shot
It's Russian roulette
She Quick to curve a nigga
Coming foolish
Sorry but I hate I gotta do this
She know she on top
Of they to do list
Gotta pretty little frame
Gotta thank God
You Like spending money
On the card
You like to play hard
Where you from
With all that ass
In the Backyard
Puttin all them numbers
On the charts
You a all Star
I see you got a lil game
But don't mac hard
Throwing cash
You baddest broad
On the boulevard
Where you from
With all that ass
In the Backyard
Puttin all them numbers
On the charts
You a all Star
Gotta pretty little frame
Gotta thank God
You Like spending money
On the card
You like to play hard
Where you from
With all that ass
In the Backyard
Puttin all them numbers
On the charts
You a all Star
I see you got a lil game
But don't mac hard
Throwing cash
You baddest broad
On the boulevard
Where you from
With all that ass
In the Backyard
Puttin all them numbers
On the charts
You a all Star
Credits
Writer(s): Brenton Smith, Jabari Rayford, Robert Gueringer
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