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Back It Up

Popp Hunnahuatong
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That's how the check though i got my mental

N**a i'm cooking early

I'm in the corvette

Those my old sweat now like macerates

Sex every day it's a hobby

Which one of y'all won't taught me

I'm running up our problems

If i go broke is you robbin' huh

Whole lot of cash is waiting on me

N**a my pockets obese

N**a my pockets obese

I gotta watch for the way that i'm walking

Just so my shoes don't creep

Just so my shoes don't creep

Anybody had a problem with me

I ain't really want problems with me

Ain't really want problems

Anybody who done said it's on sight

Something how many all it sees

Too many h**s i got too many h**s

I got so many h**s option

Triple the poles

Too many birds i got too many sauce

Had to heat up the summer and now my ice cold

I'm on a high ain't going back low

Car go fast when i'm driving slow

Watch go burn and it feel like snow

Gun go boom try to take it out

Blow and i'm still in the mist

Can't take me out

Block my way i'm gonna find different routes

N**a wasting time in the thot

B**h dm she in the kitchen

Butt naked in my house

All the shit that you said ain't adding up

I'mma pop my shit they ain't mad enough

And me and you not the same

I talk like that cause i

Know i could bag it up

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I'm on that junk and i feel like a turtle

Moving in slow motion moving in slow motion

Now that hoe ain't gon' come

'cause i'm fertile leaving a whole open

She tried to get me to get fully naked

I'm keeping my socks on what you doing

This shit start talking 'bout looking at gucci

I tell her like b**h you drunk

Getting to the money

Who said that i wasn't trust nobody

I don't f**k with him told my cousin

I can do whatever i want 'cause i'm bustin'

I don't care about shit

'cause it don't mean nothing

Couple years back i was praying for something

Couple years forward but you girl know the sun

Can't name one i can really put trust in

I don't wanna

Talk if we ain't fucking

Bust out the trap door

I got my mans so i'm ducking the paparazzi

Hop out the corvette that's my old swag

Now i'm like maserati

Sex every day it's a hobby

Which one of y'all gon' top me

If i go broke cause it robbed me

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