Back It Up

I talk big, but I back it up
You step to me, you better back it up
She got fat ass, I tell her back it up
No diggity, but I bag it up
Said I talk big, but I back it up
You step to me, you better back it up
She got fat ass, I tell her back it up
No diggity, but I bag it up

They know that I always bring the energy
Unleashed, imma beast they will never be
VB’s King, I need like three rings
For bringing this scene
Back up from the stink
Lil man, step back, said you gettin close
Cut throat when I flow, that’s for You and me both
Row boat up stream but the streams that I gross
Since I got hot and popped, home slice like toast
I been wonderin if you wanna see somethin that’s different, yeah
We been on a mission, new beginnins, I’m just gettin in
Baby, you want it, you know that, I got it
Won’t sign on the dotted, still gettin the profit
Bad bitches in the back of the club
Savages with a mask and some gloves
Both ain’t fit if they ain’t actin it up
So I made this track to attract no fucks
Ratchet shit, I ain’t askin for much
I come from the land of the ash and the dust
But I’m raisin it up, I ain’t cappin and such
But I won’t tell ya twice, start backin it up

I talk big, but I back it up
You step to me, you better back it up
She got fat ass, I tell her back it up
No diggity, but I bag it up
Said I talk big, but I back it up
You step to me, you better back it up
She got fat ass, I tell her back it up
No diggity, but I bag it up

Yeah I pull up, these hoes be like ooo-wee
Mink on my bad bitch, that’s animal cruelty
She gave me Becky, but her name was Susie
Spit on it, she hocked a loogie
*spits*
Yeah, head like that you gon put me in a coma
My name ain’t Susie motha fucka, it’s Ramona
My bad bitch, blame the pills and the Corona
Ha!
My niggas pull up, they gon end it
Trigger hit my index
Spray that bitch like Windex
Bitch you know we been next
Hold up wait a minute
You are not a menace
I am the lieutenant
Pull up shoot the tenant
I got loot, I spend it
Bitch you too dependent
Curve that ho and end it
They say time is money, It gets too expensive
Riding through Decatur, sippin juice and Hendricks
Yeah, Who do I fuck with? Me
That’s a new day but the reaper can reschedule
Got billies to make ‘fore I clock out this bitch
And the way this shit looking, I need several
And if they raise the dig at me, shovels
Jealous ones envy so be careful
They cut off your wrist, see the gleam in that bezel
The iron stuck to me like sheet metal