Back Up

Girl break your back up,
Sipping on some 1942,
We maxed out,
Uhh, aye,
Girl spread them legs up,
Tell me what I gatta do to make you back up,
Oh she liking this shit,
She gon die for this shit,

And she gan, she gan, she gan, she gan ayy
She gan, she gan, she gan ayy
Make you back it up
Like you don't send nobody,
Scrap your decency,
I wanna see you get naughty,
Make you back it up
Like you don't send nobody,
Scrap your decency,
I wanna see you get naughty,
Eh
No de looking they face,
Make you back it up gimme a taste,
Yeah my mind is on guala, my mind is on guala,
I steady be onto the check,
She tell me come over, she con de pull over, now shorty wan gimme a neck,
She tell me come over, she tell me pull over, now shorty wan gimme a
Yeah i flow like tsunami,
I'm the life of the party,
And all these bad belle people tryna take it from me,
Yeah I'm focused on money, you can't it from me,
And them a blodclat them a talking funny, funny (funny, funny)

Girl break your back up,
Sipping on some 1942,
We maxed out,
Uhh aye,
Girl spread them legs up,
Tell me what I gatta do to make you back up,
Oh she liking this shit,
She gon die for this shit,
We can run that rendezvous
So you can back up,
Let's get lit tonight,
Let's get lit tonight,
Imma hit it on Friday night,
Main shorty don't call my line,
Let's get lit tonight,
Let's get lit tonight,
Imma hit it on Friday night,
Main bitch don't call my line

Mehn I just hopped in the booth,
You know this nigga can't lose,
Bring up your shorties in 2's,
Like Drizzy mehn check out the views,
Direct deposit for Christian Dior,
She feeling the sound,
She digging the cruise,
It's typical,
Party like birthday,
Barnies all around,
You no fit to kill my energy because I'm hundred,
Pull up to the function,
With an open conscience,
Looking for some kele wey go come de give me loving,
Ahh Folake
I like the way you bend,
After this we making plans,
Two texts I'm at your ends,
If you thinking big I got it,
Girl show me you naughty,
Shopping spree in Paris,

Girl break your back up,
Sipping on some 1942,
We maxed out,
Uhh aye,
Girl spread them legs up,
Tell me what I gatta do to make you back up,
Oh she liking this shit,
She gon die for this shit,
We can run that rendezvous,
So you can back up,
Let's get lit tonight,
Let's get lit tonight,
Imma hit it on Friday night,
Main shorty don't call my line,
Let's get lit tonight,
Let's get lit tonight,
Imma hit it on Friday night,
Main bitch don't call my line



Credits
Writer(s): Jesse Ajeseni
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