Back it up
Y'all dont know wassup
Acting like you with us
Packing up, bag it up
Really say that you're the realist
The illest but you can't win us
Reflection's all on the mirrors
Keep falling in stupid baits
But still unable to get us
Back it up, ey
Bitch told me that she a fan
Blew her mind away
With shit she just don't understand (eah-ey)
Got no time for hoes I sang
Cannot walk around
With good intentions in my head (eah-ey)
I dont trust that you would get it
Limits break souls
That are weak enough to forget it
Mimick our own rap
Game you'd never get it
Man we'd finish your home image
And let you live a witness
Back it up
Y'all dont know wassup
Acting like you with us
Packing up, bag it up
Really say that you're the realist
The illest but you can't win us
Reflection's all on the mirrors
Keep falling in stupid baits
But still unable to get us
Back it up
Y'all dont know wassup
Acting like you with us
Packing up, bag it up
Really say that you're the realist
The illest but you can't win us
Reflection's all on the mirrors
Keep falling in stupid baits
But still unable to get us
Back it up, ey
Bitch told me that she a fan
Blew her mind away
With shit she just don't understand (eah-ey)
Got no time for hoes I sang
Cannot walk around
With good intentions in my head (eah-ey)
I dont trust that you would get it
Limits break souls
That are weak enough to forget it
Mimick our own rap
Game you'd never get it
Man we'd finish your home image
And let you live a witness
Back it up
Y'all dont know wassup
Acting like you with us
Packing up, bag it up
Really say that you're the realist
The illest but you can't win us
Reflection's all on the mirrors
Keep falling in stupid baits
But still unable to get us
Back it up
Y'all dont know wassup
Acting like you with us
Packing up, bag it up
Really say that you're the realist
The illest but you can't win us
Reflection's all on the mirrors
Keep falling in stupid baits
But still unable to get us
Back it up
Y'all dont know wassup
Acting like you with us
Packing up, bag it up
Really say that you're the realist
The illest but you can't win us
Reflection's all on the mirrors
Keep falling in stupid baits
But still unable to get us
Back it up, ey
Bitch told me that she a fan
Blew her mind away
With shit she just don't understand (eah-ey)
Got no time for hoes I sang
Cannot walk around
With good intentions in my head (yeah)
Ey!
