Back It Up (feat. LightSkinKeisha)

Must be that ass 'cause it ain't yo' face
 Snatch a nigga's soul but I ain't leavin' a trace (Tre Trax, I think we got one, haha)
 It must be that ass 'cause it ain't yo' face
 Snatch a nigga's soul but I ain't leavin' a trace
 It's Trax season bruh
 He like it when I back it up and dump it
 Back, back it up and dump it
 Back it up and dump it
 Back, back it up and dump it
 It must be jelly 'cause jam don't shake
 It ain't my birthday but he want this cake
 He like it when I back it up and dump it
 Back, back it up and dump it
 Back it up and dump it
 Back, back it up and dump it
 It must be jelly 'cause jam don't shake
 It ain't my birthday but he want this cake
 Back it up, make it nasty (that ass up)
 Be a slut but don't make it trashy
 Fuck me on the balcony, boy, not the backseat
 Before you get this ass, motherfucker, Cash App me
 Your nigga really love me,
 That's why he double tap me (he want my ass)
 Juicy like a crab, baby, let's get it crackin'
 But you gotta pay the tab 'fore I be about that action
 Baby, come wit' your funds, I don't be with all the rappin'
 He wanna crunch, he wanna hunch but I don't be with all the cappin'
 Eat the pussy like it's lunch, it tastes good, he steady smackin'
 I'm lookin' for a baller, a motherfuckin' shot-caller
 Not a benchwarmer nigga, I only fuck with the starters
 He like it when I back it up and dump it
 Back, back it up and dump it
 Back it up and dump it
 Back, back it up and dump it
 It must be jelly 'cause jam don't shake
 It ain't my birthday but he want this cake
 He like it when I back it up and dump it
 Back, back it up and dump it (ooh)
 Back it up and dump it
 Back, back it up and dump it (ooh)
 It must be jelly 'cause jam don't shake (Beisha)
 It ain't my birthday but he want this cake
 I'ma bend that ass over, let him eat it for his dinner
 Need a nigga from the jungle, on that dick, I go gorilla
 Fuck a nine-to-five, I need a real dope dealer
 Let him hit it in the kitchen while we whipping all that shit up
 Got a big old ghetto booty, yeah, he call that shit a wagon
 I don't mean to brag but my shit more fire than a dragon
 We don't fuck with broke boys, we like them niggas that be packin'
 We want real boss niggas, not the scammers who be cappin'
 I'ma make that booty bounce like a 808
 Call it Earthquake Beisha when I make it shake
 Put a nigga in his feelings once I let him taste (yeah)
 Treat him like a seat and put that pussy on his face
 He like it when I back it up and dump it
 Back, back it up and dump it
 Back it up and dump it
 Back, back it up and dump it
 It must be jelly 'cause jam don't shake
 It ain't my birthday but he want this cake
 He like it when I back it up and dump it
 Back, back it up and dump it
 Back it up and dump it
 Back, back it up and dump it
 It must be jelly 'cause jam don't shake
 It ain't my birthday but he want this cake
 Jeans on, Fashion Nova (eoww)
 Lookin' for a boss man, I'm lookin' for a soldier
 I'll beak a nigga for closure
 Make a nigga lose his mind, better keep your composure
 On my mama, on my hood
 I look fly, I look good
 Play with me? Ho, I wish you would (wish you would)
 Stand in the paint, bitch, you wish you could (wish you could)
 You a sideline ho, play the role that you should
 That nigga only give you pipe but make sure my bills good
 I be nasty, I be classy, sometimes misunderstood
 This the best of both worlds, you want ratchet or Hollywood?
 He like it when I back it up and dump it
 Back, back it up and dump it
 Back it up and dump it
 Back, back it up and dump it
 It must be jelly 'cause jam don't shake
 It ain't my birthday but he want this cake
 He like it when I back it up and dump it
 Back, back it up and dump it
 Back it up and dump it
 Back, back it up and dump it
 It must be jelly 'cause jam don't shake
 It ain't my birthday but he want this cake
 It's Trax season bruh
 Must be that ass 'cause it ain't yo' face (fuck it up bitch)
 Snatch a nigga's soul but I ain't leavin' a trace (fuck it up bitch)
 It must be that ass 'cause it ain't yo' face (haha)
 Snatch a nigga's soul but I ain't (Beisha, Santana, ho)