I'm gonna get these racks up racks up
Tell the lil boy to back up back up
All these little bitches cap uh cap uh
I might hit them in back uh with the mac uh
Nightmares I can't sleep so i fuck all night got demons in my head
I can never fall in love with a bitch coz i gave my heart to the bread
Got demons in face but i wanna get paid kind
Of feel like i gotta keep my heart in a safe
But my heart got weight and so i shake
Coz I'm married to the money like a bill
Heart breaks
Running but don't go far
Stunning my bars
I make a grow house my yard
Humming I hum my art
Playing Mario Kart
Sling shot falling back like I'm bart
Don't need keys to start
Sweet like squishy from the quick-e mart
I see red like a bull
Bulls eye like a dart
And diamonds they dance
But they frozen like a heart
I'm gonna get these racks up racks up
Tell the lil boy to back up back up
All these little bitches cap uh cap uh
I might hit them in back uh with the mac uh
You need back up
You get smacked up
If they see your ass alone they gon attack uh
You could get wrapped up
By someone strapped up
Who want smoke who want smoke like a rasta
I'm gonna get these racks up racks up
Tell the lil boy to back up back up
All these little bitches cap uh cap uh
I might hit them in back uh with the mac uh
I'm gonna get these racks up racks up
Tell the lil boy to back up back up
All these little bitches cap uh cap uh
I might hit them in back uh with the mac uh
Back Up was written by James H. Duval & Jayson Becconsall.
Back Up was produced by Jimmy Duval.