BACK IT UP

(And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube...)

[Chorus 1: Cash Cobain]
Back it up, back it up
Get your money, back it up
Act bad, acting up
Ain't movin' slizzy? pack it up

They say slizzy was lacking like what?
Keep a glizzy not lacking like huh?
Slizzy you thought he was jacking us up
Slizzy not what you jack? like damn

Like this, like that, like what?
Like this, I'm hitting my cup
My grip, my gat, my gun
He talking shit, then he must've been drunk

And you know that slizzy outside
She say wan' get litty outside
And i got a bitty outside
I'm a bad boy like Diddy outside (what else?)

[Bridge: Cash Cobain]
Back it up, back it up
Get your money, back it up
Act bad, acting up
Ain't movin' slizzy? pack it up

Back it up, back it up
Get your money, back it up
Act bad, acting up
Ain't movin' slizzy? pack it up

Damn, damn, damn, keep going
Damn, damn, damn, turn around
Damn, damn, damn, keep going
Damn, damn, damn, turn around

[Chorus 2: Cash Cobain & Tata]
Back it up, back it up
Get your money, back it up
Act bad, acting up
Aim at lil slizzy, pack it up

Back it up, back it up
Get your money, back it up
Act bad, acting up
Aim at lil slizzy, pack it up

Like this, like that, like what?
Like this, I'm hitting my cup
My grip, my gat, my gun
He talking shit, then he must've been drunk
(Glah Glah boom bitch)

And you know that slizzy outside
She say wan' get litty outside (glah glah)
And i got a bitty outside (like glah glah, everything dead)
I'm a bad boy like Diddy outside (what else?)

[Verse: Tata]
In the party but I got my knocker
Off the wokky and I'm moving wap, bitch (boom boom boom)
Shorty gon' pop it and lock it
Nobody move funny, nobody get shot (boow)

With the member and we moving slizzy (like damn)
In the trenches where shit get risky (like damn)
I know they plotting to get me
Nigga I can't lie, I moving 'round with 50 (glah glah boom)

Like this, like that, like what? (like this)
She a thotty she shaking her butt (like that)
And I'm all in her tummy, her nigga is bummy and broke
She won't stop until I nut (damn)

Dead niggas, all in my blunt (like this)
I'm a demon I do this for fun (like that)
Glah Glah, like Jenny said
That boy a 'oota only in my blunt

Bad bad, bag it up (like damn)
You keep talking bodies bag 'em up (like damn)
Got a bad bitch bagging it up (like damn)
And I got the knocker start bagging 'em up (glah glah boom)

Got a baddie, with the fatty (like damn)
Took a trip, I might beat it in Cali (like that)
And when she see me she get happy
I wouldn’t die to your bro, he won't clap me (bitch)

[Chorus 2: Cash Cobain]
Back it up, back it up
Get your money, back it up
Act bad, acting up
Ain't movin' slizzy? pack it up

Back it up, back it up
Get your money, back it up
Act bad, acting up
Ain't movin' slizzy? pack it up

Like this, like that, like what?
Like this, I'm hitting my cup
My grip, my gat, my gun
He talking shit, then he must've been drunk

And you know that slizzy outside
She say wan' get litty outside
And i got a bitty outside
I'm a bad boy like Diddy outside (what else?)

[Outro: Cash Cobain]
Like this, like that, like what?
Like this, I'm hitting my cup