Back Up
Home alone settin' traps up
(Why?)
Cause I don't trust a soul
All these bitches is actors
Turn around stab ya back up
They fuck around and get clapped up
Scary ass hoes
Got em calling for back up
Nigga fuck yo back up
I done said this shit plenty times
I'm here for respect
You gon gimme mine
We can do this shit anytime
Man, I do this shit right without really tryin'
Make the wrong move, you get shot
I'm just gon assume you the opp
Nigga don't try me, I heard you SixNine'ing
And I don't want nothing to do with the cops
(Uh, Yeah)
Bitch, I'm for real with it
(Yeah, Ugh)
Bitch, I'm up here with it
(Ugh)
I ain't lookin' for trouble, but if that shit coming
Bitch I'm gon deal with it
I'm just playing the cards I was dealt
And baby I'm playing them well
Poker face, I don't bend, I don't fold
I'm watching these niggas, a bitch on her toes
Sit on a throne
Don't need you for shit I can get on my own
You know issa fact
Money come fast like I'm throwing it back
(Ugh)
There ain't no holding me back
One time to give bad vibes
I'm cuttin' you off, ain't no growing it back
I'm on my way, if a hoe in my path
I won't hesitate kick a hoe in her back
Home alone settin' traps up
(Why?)
Cause I don't trust a soul
All these bitches is actors
Turn around stab ya back up
They fuck around and get clapped up
Scary ass hoes
Got em calling for back up
Nigga fuck yo back up
(Why?)
Cause I don't trust a soul
All these bitches is actors
Turn around stab ya back up
They fuck around and get clapped up
Scary ass hoes
Got em calling for back up
Nigga fuck yo back up
I done said this shit plenty times
I'm here for respect
You gon gimme mine
We can do this shit anytime
Man, I do this shit right without really tryin'
Make the wrong move, you get shot
I'm just gon assume you the opp
Nigga don't try me, I heard you SixNine'ing
And I don't want nothing to do with the cops
(Uh, Yeah)
Bitch, I'm for real with it
(Yeah, Ugh)
Bitch, I'm up here with it
(Ugh)
I ain't lookin' for trouble, but if that shit coming
Bitch I'm gon deal with it
I'm just playing the cards I was dealt
And baby I'm playing them well
Poker face, I don't bend, I don't fold
I'm watching these niggas, a bitch on her toes
Sit on a throne
Don't need you for shit I can get on my own
You know issa fact
Money come fast like I'm throwing it back
(Ugh)
There ain't no holding me back
One time to give bad vibes
I'm cuttin' you off, ain't no growing it back
I'm on my way, if a hoe in my path
I won't hesitate kick a hoe in her back
Home alone settin' traps up
(Why?)
Cause I don't trust a soul
All these bitches is actors
Turn around stab ya back up
They fuck around and get clapped up
Scary ass hoes
Got em calling for back up
Nigga fuck yo back up
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Writer(s): Stephenie Brathwaite
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