Back it up!

Hop in, new coupe, everyday I'm trappin Always keep a beam on me never catch me lacking Running up these quarter bags like I was in Madden Bad lil bihh throw it back put some backspin Brownskin mami wanna tease me in them Calvins If he talk to you Ima fire like a cannon She showing me her talents just like I'm Nick Cannon She seeing all these blues so she tryna take advantage Put it on my headstone that I never lived average Put it on my headstone that I only been a savage Smoking on these cookies in the hills Im living lavish I guess my only fault is that I carry too much passion Burnin through the city in my boys 90's Saturn Finna wipe your nose so you better get a napkin The field get grimey so the opps know im packin Pull up on me, better pull up with my package Pull up to the party with a Jeanne and Jasmine Got their knees on the carpet, I feel like Aladdin Her head going crazy I'm about to need an aspirin Bad lil bitty too flirty so im passin F*ck all the words, Ima need to see some action F*ck that I don't understand I need the caption Had to cut her off cuz it was getting too stagnant Sip champagne at the party, its a mansion Already in my glow, but I always seek expansion If I see her at the party Ima start blasting Never in a drought so I never had to ration Designer drugs on me, but I only paid a fraction You aint never lived this bitch, hater stop acting I love when they mad cuz I pull up high fashion Telling me these stories but I know they didn't happen Jealousy and envy got you forever cappin Hop in, new coupe, everyday I'm trappin Always keep a beam on me never catch me lacking Running up these quarter bags like I was in Madden Bad lil bitch throw it back put some backspin Brownskin mami wanna tease me in them Calvins If he talk to you Ima fire like a cannon She showing me her talents just like I'm Nick Cannon She seeing all these blues so she tryna take advantage Put it on my headstone that I never lived average Put it on my headstone that I only been a savage Smoking on these cookies in the hills im living lavish I guess my only fault is that I carry too much passion Burnin through the city in my boys 90's Saturn Finna wipe your nose so you better get a napkin The field get grimey so the opps know im packin Pull up on me, better pull up with my package