Kevin Lotz - Back Up (feat. Chef T)

Get back back up
Me and Chef T boutta fuck this track up
Starters in the game we dont need a back up
About to cook up its gone be a warm one
Pack gas in my blunt plus
3 dime bags triple dub like Russ
Traffic in the trap all the sacks bagged up
Imma hot boy my pack stay tucked
Plenty on my head I dont really Say much
Fully loaded wit my raps only time I speak up
Gotta problem Say some
The boys got my back I got Back up
Oh my oh my
Imma aboutta act up
The pack go crazy cant get enough
Get back back up cause a goofy ion trust
Wanna get to know ya Then they show fake love
Dont try it on me I could read em Jump
My eye on the streets I could see it way up
I Like my circle small dont ask How come
(Guess what)
Pack gas in my blunt plus
3 dime bags triple dub like Russ
Traffic in the trap all the sacks bagged up
Imma hot boy my pack stay tucked
Plenty on my head, ion really Say much
Fully loaded wit my raps only time I speak up
Gotta problem Say some
The boys got my back I got Back up
Baby pass me up what if we only have today
You always give me grief when I just sit here and I pray
End of the bottle the pills they be popping
She fading away she gone off them oxys
Calling the shrink we got some problems
Gone in the whip and I can’t keep drivin
Crashin the car I swerve off the road
She giving me Becky I swear she a hoe
Why you so reckless All in the dope
Two seater swerve gas down to the floor
I am the king I do not play with you hoes no more
I am supreme got drip to the floor
I am a demon I do not see you pack that ass up and get on the road
Pack gas in my blunt plus
3 dime bags triple dub like Russ
Traffic in the trap all the sacks bagged up
Imma hot boy
My pack stay tucked
Plenty on my head ion really Say much
Fully loaded wit my raps only time I speak up
Gotta problem Say some
The boys got my back I got Back up

Written by:
Kevin Lotz, Ty Choate

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