Smoking stuffed crust
Bitches on my line
Tell 'em back up
Designer on my feet
Better back up
If you want beef
Bring back up
I just hit a show
Run my sack up
Gotta attitude problem
Don't act up
You know I'm cooling in the cut
With my man tucked
And all my niggas riding rough
Yeah they get buff
She trying to get up in the club
Claiming she know us
Yeah yeah!

Bitch back up!
I just got a cheque, run my sack up
My weave and my motherfucking make up
Cost more than your whole damn life does
Broke bitch! Haha
Lil hoe back up
Designer on me
Bitch back up
From my head to my feet
Bitch back up
Lil hoe you a fan
You need to back up
Back up, back up
Bitch you need to back up

Aye, you need to back up
Run my sack up
Bitches hating because I just run my math up
What's your problem? I can solve 'em
Bitches hating I'ma fuck around and rob 'em
You don't want no drama
Keep it 'bout the commas
Catch me in the club I got my problem solver

Back up!
I just got a cheque, run my sack up
My weave and my motherfucking make up
Cost more then your whole damn life does
Bitch! (broke bitch) haha
Lil hoe back up
Designer on me
Bitch back up
From my head to my feet
Bitch back up
Lil hoe you a fan
You need to back up
Back up, back up
Bitch you need to back up