CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Back Up 2021
Tryna be down, well he probably could
But that b*t*h just a little too Hollywood
Took about a pound of the Charlie 'fore the party good
He ain't never seen a brick; they shot him where he stood (Step off!)
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up (Step!)
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up (Shh)
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up
Drugs! (Drugs!) Drugs! (Drugs!) Drugs! (Drugs!) Drugs! (Drugs!)
She take another shot, and then she give another hug
She feelin' really snug like a rug who under a bug
Or maybe she meant the opposite, Molly did and she coppin' it
Selfie photo, she croppin' it; since they askin', she poppin' it
Self-control, yeah, she lockin' it all away; thong, she rockin' it
Showin' she lonely only to end up alone and clockin' it
(Party, party, party, party, party) And she ain't stoppin' it
Next morning, time for work, she still asleep
'Bout to lose her job, and it's the third time this week
She tryna make that paper on the web showin' her feet to them creeps
Ain't she sweet, now he askin' her to meet
At a club, 42nd and Whitelock
Now he got her cornered, tryna show her white c*ck (Come here, baby!)
She wear a smile, and then she touch it for a while
While he pullin' out that pipe and he fillin' it with that white rock
He tryin' to fill her ass while he feelin' it all cracked out
Stab, she pulls a katana that's Dolce Gabbana
And blood's everywhere, n***a, back up, ah
Tryna be down, well he probably could
But that b*t*h just a little too Hollywood
Took about a pound of the Charlie 'fore the party good
He ain't never seen a brick; they shot him where he stood (Step off!)
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up (Step!)
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up (Shh)
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up
Fake red sh*t on them hot cheese sticks
From the corner store, pocket full of loosies and a Cherry Coke
Red nose like a pit, wipes that on the sleeve
Back to the counter, pop clip, empty the drawer, leave
House packed from the front door to the back door, can't breathe
Loud pack lit out back in the backyard, that weed
Smellin' the clothes under the skin, f**k up the flow, b*t*h goin' in
She twerkin' alone, you don't wanna touch her
She probably could bite your face off in a minute
She hittin' them bath salts, like it was exfoliating
It's no more glasses cause the sh*ts keep breaking
Get your rake up, step up, pour up, burn up
Hold up, sh*t, you already know
Turn up, turn up, turn up
So when the eyes look marble, that's the code
And the rain is comin' down again
Under the porchlight it glows, it burns when it hits the skin
Cleans the soul they say, but why would you listen to them?
Just get a new one, like a white tee
At the corner store, they got 'em two for ten
Tryna be down, well he probably could
But that b*t*h just a little too Hollywood
Took about a pound of the Charlie 'fore the party good
He ain't never seen a brick; they shot him where he stood (Step off!)
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up (Step!)
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up (Shh)
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up
But that b*t*h just a little too Hollywood
Took about a pound of the Charlie 'fore the party good
He ain't never seen a brick; they shot him where he stood (Step off!)
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up (Step!)
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up (Shh)
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up
Drugs! (Drugs!) Drugs! (Drugs!) Drugs! (Drugs!) Drugs! (Drugs!)
She take another shot, and then she give another hug
She feelin' really snug like a rug who under a bug
Or maybe she meant the opposite, Molly did and she coppin' it
Selfie photo, she croppin' it; since they askin', she poppin' it
Self-control, yeah, she lockin' it all away; thong, she rockin' it
Showin' she lonely only to end up alone and clockin' it
(Party, party, party, party, party) And she ain't stoppin' it
Next morning, time for work, she still asleep
'Bout to lose her job, and it's the third time this week
She tryna make that paper on the web showin' her feet to them creeps
Ain't she sweet, now he askin' her to meet
At a club, 42nd and Whitelock
Now he got her cornered, tryna show her white c*ck (Come here, baby!)
She wear a smile, and then she touch it for a while
While he pullin' out that pipe and he fillin' it with that white rock
He tryin' to fill her ass while he feelin' it all cracked out
Stab, she pulls a katana that's Dolce Gabbana
And blood's everywhere, n***a, back up, ah
Tryna be down, well he probably could
But that b*t*h just a little too Hollywood
Took about a pound of the Charlie 'fore the party good
He ain't never seen a brick; they shot him where he stood (Step off!)
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up (Step!)
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up (Shh)
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up
Fake red sh*t on them hot cheese sticks
From the corner store, pocket full of loosies and a Cherry Coke
Red nose like a pit, wipes that on the sleeve
Back to the counter, pop clip, empty the drawer, leave
House packed from the front door to the back door, can't breathe
Loud pack lit out back in the backyard, that weed
Smellin' the clothes under the skin, f**k up the flow, b*t*h goin' in
She twerkin' alone, you don't wanna touch her
She probably could bite your face off in a minute
She hittin' them bath salts, like it was exfoliating
It's no more glasses cause the sh*ts keep breaking
Get your rake up, step up, pour up, burn up
Hold up, sh*t, you already know
Turn up, turn up, turn up
So when the eyes look marble, that's the code
And the rain is comin' down again
Under the porchlight it glows, it burns when it hits the skin
Cleans the soul they say, but why would you listen to them?
Just get a new one, like a white tee
At the corner store, they got 'em two for ten
Tryna be down, well he probably could
But that b*t*h just a little too Hollywood
Took about a pound of the Charlie 'fore the party good
He ain't never seen a brick; they shot him where he stood (Step off!)
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up (Step!)
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up (Shh)
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up
