Back It Up

Woke up this morning I told her to back it up
She suck me sloppy cuz she see my rackies up
After I nut lil bitch you can pack it up
Can't be nice to her I know she start acting up
Ass is so fat I ain't even wanna strap it up
She not my bitch so you know I got strap it up
She want my time lil bitch you ain't bad enough
Everybody gangsta tell that nigga to rap it up

Got booked with 3 guns and you home ain't adding up
How you a rat but you gangsta I'm cracking up
Nut in ya bitch and kissed her you sad as fuck
Imma keep taxing my paper keep stacking up
In love with the money it never come fast enough
Need her to come like my kids when she snatch it up
She made me nut and used no concentration
Switch up my flow and these niggas start hating
Don't ask bout tray cuz he come from the basement
Trap til the money it's still money to be making
Before rap I was trapping and scamming the lord be my witness my mama will tell ya
I had perks I had weed I had lean for the feens no telling what I was gon sell ya
I just dropped a check and went straight to the bank the rest of the money I'll mail ya
I ain't choose none of my friends but the niggas I'm with they'll kill ya
Hold up hold up hold up hold up
She want some money but she gave me slow suck
Told her eat the dick with fruit rollup
Young rich nigga I don't give no fucks
Henny bottle know I'm gon pour up
All the opps know that the score up
Caught em lacking then he got tore up
Opps getting rolled while we pouring more cups
Tray in the building know that'sa pole tucked
Said he OMB no they don't know us
.40 to his mit now his face a donut
TwinLife4eva now we bout to blow up

Woke up this morning I told her to back it up
She suck me sloppy cuz she see my rackies up
After I nut lil bitch you can pack it up
Can't be nice to her I know she start acting up
Ass is so fat I ain't even wanna strap it up
She not my bitch so you know I got strap it up
She want my time lil bitch you ain't bad enough
Everybody gangsta tell that nigga to rap it up

Tay in the building I'm back in the mix I was locked for a year now I'm killing the game
If they want smoke niggas know I'm not hiding I'm strap with this blicky put shots to ya brain
How they gon hate on a nigga that's winnin I come from the bottom I dealt with the pain
Now I be tipping them strippers they shaking ass flexing I'm making it rain
These niggas envious talking about me they watching my moves but they don't even know me
I peeped all the snakes in the grass and it fucked me up when I found out that my homies was phony
Imma keep flexing on niggas and ball like the lakers yea I'm screaming rip Kobe
Watch how I run it up pick it up flip it up switch it up I'm bout my cheese macaroni
And It's gettin litty it's lit like a candle ya bitch gotta donkey a hump like a camel
And imma go dumb in that pussy I might have to nut in it bust off a shot like I'm Rambo
Dick her so good put it right in her ovaries
Gon off the dro nigga watch how my shoulder lean
Not hard to miss all of the bitches they notice me
And all you broke niggas be joeing me

Woke up this morning I told her to back it up
She suck me sloppy cuz she see my rackies up
After I nut lil bitch you can pack it up
Can't be nice to her I know she start acting up
Ass is so fat I ain't even wanna strap it up
She not my bitch so you know I got strap it up
She want my time lil bitch you ain't bad enough
Everybody gangsta tell that nigga to rap it up



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Writer(s): Marvin Tatum Crawley
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