Snow IV God - Back UP! (feat. Die IV Ty)

I cant back you up, yeah
I cant dap you up
I cant back you up, yeah
I cant
I cant back you up, yeah
I cant dap you up
Seen nothing like it, huh
And you like it, huh
Yeah
Ass, falling from the sky
Right from outta pocket
Let me get my Glock in here
Don't play me, play Glockenspiel
Don't blame me huh
Make it a point not to chill
Uh, nothing like it huh
Yeah and you like it huh
Yeah on my Dracula
Yeah how the bat hit ya
Yeah, they should bandage ya
You and ya whole band and them
Uh you in a jam, yesterday you was just jamming huh
Then the dragon comes, shit happens huh
Nothing like it huh
And you like it huh
It's on practice huh
Why you keep backing up
Yeah i cant back you up
I got money bitch
You can keep the common sense
Already got alot of it
Why they always on my dick
Hard pressed
Don't mistake that for confidence
I'm done with running up on them
I fuck with coming up on them
All these runner ups, but i'm not one of them i'm one of one
Jacket might be one of one, but i forgot what i had on
This is not a one on one
Got too much friends, they jumpin in
If i put in one percent, you'll be dead you one person
Carry like a one percenter, this wont come off my person
Don't come in i'm mixing yola
I cant back you up, yeah
I cant dap you up
I cant back you up, yeah
I cant
I cant back you up, yeah
I cant dap you up
I cant back you up, yeah
I cant
I cant back you up, yeah
I cant dap you up
I cant back you up, yeah
I cant
I cant back you up, yeah
I cant dap you up
I cant back you up, yeah
I cant
Popeyes ain't no Popeyes he ain't got the spinach
We play catch the snitch, like life a game of Quidditch
We found a lick we just gotta plot it, is you with it
We got some liquor found a party is you with it
Popeyes ain't no Popeyes without putting Cajun on the chicken
Boy i been amazing aren't you finally glad you get to witness
Watch me wrap your present this for Christmas
I get what cause Santa fuck with me, you're on my wishlist
Gotta contain me before i get out of hand
Demons throwing Kunai, knives, they hands, Shurikens
You don't get the pictures, cause ya ego's blurring them
Your life in my pot but damn i'm gonna have to stir again
He's not in our plot, do not recite these words to him
Know that you an op, but lets just play lets just pretend
I'm not here to help or make up to you no amends
Know you see this double cups that's swangin in my hands
Damn why did they fuck up my vibe
Damn why did they fuck up my vibe
I ain't got reasons to hide
I be the one still alive
I do not shuck, i don't jive
Do not come fuck with the ride
You're lucky to be alive
Damn why did they fuck up my vibe
Damn why did they fuck up my vibe
I ain't got reasons to hide
I be the one standing alive
I don't do the shuck and the jive
Don't make me hop up in the ride
You're lucky to be alive
Damn why did they fuck up my vibe
Damn why did they fuck up my vibe
They mad cause they bitch was all over me
When i pulled up in the ride
Trust me you don't wanna jump in , it's tired
Trust me you don't wanna guess whats inside
Cause i'm not the murderer that is ya pride
Honestly lucky you made it alive
Honestly lucky you made it alive
Made it alive
Made it alive
Made it alive
Made it alive
I cant back you up, yeah
I cant dap you up
I cant back you up, yeah
I cant
I cant back you up, yeah
I cant dap you up
I cant back you up, yeah
I cant
I cant back you up, yeah
I cant dap you up
I cant back you up, yeah
I cant
I cant back you up, yeah
I cant dap you up
I cant back you up, yeah
I cant

Written by:
Kaleb Bell, Tyre King

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