Back It Up (feat. LightSkinKeisha)

Must be that ass 'cause it ain't yo' face

Snatch a nigga's soul but I ain't leavin' a trace (Tre Trax, I think we got one, haha)

It must be that ass 'cause it ain't yo' face

Snatch a nigga's soul but I ain't leavin' a trace

It's Trax season bruh

He like it when I back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

Back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

It must be jelly 'cause jam don't shake

It ain't my birthday but he want this cake

He like it when I back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

Back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

It must be jelly 'cause jam don't shake

It ain't my birthday but he want this cake

Back it up, make it nasty (that ass up)

Be a slut but don't make it trashy

Fuck me on the balcony, boy, not the backseat

Before you get this ass, motherfucker, Cash App me

Your nigga really love me,

That's why he double tap me (he want my ass)

Juicy like a crab, baby, let's get it crackin'

But you gotta pay the tab 'fore I be about that action

Baby, come wit' your funds, I don't be with all the rappin'

He wanna crunch, he wanna hunch but I don't be with all the cappin'

Eat the pussy like it's lunch, it tastes good, he steady smackin'

I'm lookin' for a baller, a motherfuckin' shot-caller

Not a benchwarmer nigga, I only fuck with the starters

He like it when I back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

Back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

It must be jelly 'cause jam don't shake

It ain't my birthday but he want this cake

He like it when I back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it (ooh)

Back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it (ooh)

It must be jelly 'cause jam don't shake (Beisha)

It ain't my birthday but he want this cake

I'ma bend that ass over, let him eat it for his dinner

Need a nigga from the jungle, on that dick, I go gorilla

Fuck a nine-to-five, I need a real dope dealer

Let him hit it in the kitchen while we whipping all that shit up

Got a big old ghetto booty, yeah, he call that shit a wagon

I don't mean to brag but my shit more fire than a dragon

We don't fuck with broke boys, we like them niggas that be packin'

We want real boss niggas, not the scammers who be cappin'

I'ma make that booty bounce like a 808

Call it Earthquake Beisha when I make it shake

Put a nigga in his feelings once I let him taste (yeah)

Treat him like a seat and put that pussy on his face

He like it when I back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

Back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

It must be jelly 'cause jam don't shake

It ain't my birthday but he want this cake

He like it when I back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

Back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

It must be jelly 'cause jam don't shake

It ain't my birthday but he want this cake

Jeans on, Fashion Nova (eoww)

Lookin' for a boss man, I'm lookin' for a soldier

I'll beak a nigga for closure

Make a nigga lose his mind, better keep your composure

On my mama, on my hood

I look fly, I look good

Play with me? Ho, I wish you would (wish you would)

Stand in the paint, bitch, you wish you could (wish you could)

You a sideline ho, play the role that you should

That nigga only give you pipe but make sure my bills good

I be nasty, I be classy, sometimes misunderstood

This the best of both worlds, you want ratchet or Hollywood?

He like it when I back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

Back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

It must be jelly 'cause jam don't shake

It ain't my birthday but he want this cake

He like it when I back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

Back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

It must be jelly 'cause jam don't shake

It ain't my birthday but he want this cake

It's Trax season bruh

Must be that ass 'cause it ain't yo' face (fuck it up bitch)

Snatch a nigga's soul but I ain't leavin' a trace (fuck it up bitch)

It must be that ass 'cause it ain't yo' face (haha)

Snatch a nigga's soul but I ain't (Beisha, Santana, ho)