BACKUP (feat. Ron Tas)

Whoo, Cash, it's a classic!
Young King Isaac on this beat
Hop on the song, I'm dispensing the flows
Spitting out fire, I know how it goes
One day I'll get some more cash inside of the bag
And I'll drop a top on a rolls

Yeah, hop on this song I'm dispensing my flows
Spitting out fire, I know how it goes
One day I'll get some more cash inside of the bag
And I'll drop the top on a Rolls
We're getting hungry, we went to the store
Make the ramen and put it in a bowl
Happy that you could make it to the show
Winterstorm over, it's no longer cold
Yeah, drop the beat on that
The discography come with the stash
BPM, it be moving so fast
You cannot see it when it go past
This ain't DC, but it's getting flashy
My voice deep, but no, it isn't raspy
I got nobody trying to harass me
Ain't no fake people trying to bash me
Yea, I got connections, it's cool stuff
I got ties, we help each other boost up
Got more people added to the roster
I got braids, ain't no locs like a rasta
We break the rules, just like Fame and PdotC
The album is coming, just wait till you see
Perfect match up, I had Riley here with me
The show will have you at the edge of your seat
I start my flow right off the bat
Keep it going, it's finna get lit
I got these people screaming like "Yeah!"
That's how you know that I made a hit
We be saving up, I gotta stack
We be working 'till we hit the jack
No not yet, but one day we'll get racks
Open up the Windows, ain't no Mac

Yeah, let's see what's in store, work on it some more
Cooking up some heat, like we made it on the stove
My own worst enemy, now we're fighting toe-to-toe
Calling up the team, sending backup down the road (Yeah, yeah)

Skrrrt, yeah yeah, Benihana, yeah we wilding (Wild)
And I got perfect timing (Yeah)
Off the top freestyling (Styling, oh yeah)
Why is you still trying? (Trying)
Told you I'm a giant (Giant)
Told you I- yeah yeah
They be hating
They anonymous, no misogynist
Here to conquer this, not an optimist
Stacking my discography, I'm proud of this
Put your hands up, no robbery, vibe to this
I can't tell what they are, it's androgynous
Looking at the sneakers, like "I'm copping this"
Listen to my music like, "I'm dropping this"
Stick it right inside like a floppy disk
Put it in the drive, then I copy it
Their music is so crap like they pottying
I be getting wild like I'm partying
We've been raging outside in the yard again
We've been vibing just like The Backyardigans
With my homies, they're making their art again
So the easy ends, and the hard begins, yeah

Yeah, let's see what's in store, work on it some more
Cooking up some heat, like we made it on the stove
My own worst enemy, now we're fighting toe-to-toe
Calling up the team, sending backup down the road (Ooh)

If I bring my backup, boy I swear you won't survive (Baow)
Cause I've been on the rise (Rise)
Earth, wind, and fire, I'm on it like all the time
All the time (Ohh, ohh)
Hey, whole room looking foggy
And if homie acting froggy
Call him Kermit when we dogging (Ohh, ohh, ohh)
I done elevated, constant meditation
I forever waited for the moment
When I say I made it, now I'm on it (Honestly)

Oh woah-oh-oh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's a classic