Back that ass up on me, yeah, bitch, I feel like Juvie

Back that ass up on me, yeah, bitch, I feel like Juvie

Bad bitch, we be puttin' my phone out, we gon' make a movie

My lil' hoe too bougie, she be judgin', shit like Juvie

Like she on me, sluttin', how the way she give it to me?

Back that ass up on me, yeah, bitch, I feel like Juvie

Back that ass up on me, yeah, bitch, I feel like Juvie

I ain't never had shit, now I'm flashin' like some jewelry

Fat boy actin' foodie, we gon' bless shit like a smoothie

Back that ass up on me, baby, show me what you workin' with

Hangin' ****, smellin' like the trenches, we deservin' shit

Turn them to a stain, wipe them out with a detergent

You won't do it for me, bitch, then tell me what your purpose is

Put that shit in motion, baby, show me how you movin'

I ain't on no dance floor, I'm in the bit with the shooters

One hour in this club and then I'm out, I bust maneuvers

Hurry thing I got came out the gutter like the sewer

You won't do it for me, bitch, then do it for these dollars

Cherry in the belly, make that bitch call me the popper

Shake crabs in the bucket, come here, baby, eat the slicer

I sauce it with no cheese, now she slurpin' me like pasta

Real sauce, it's sleek, and I drip a puddle

Run a plate and run another like you skipped a huddle

You messin' around with five, baby, that could get you trouble

But if you do it right, baby, that could get you double

Back that ass up on me, yeah, bitch, I feel like Juvie

Bad bitch with me, put my phone down, he gon' make a move

My lil' hoe too bougie, she be judgin' shit like Juvie

Like she on me somethin', hide away, she give it to me

Back that ass up on me, yeah, bitch, I feel like Juvie

Back that ass up on me, yeah, bitch, I feel like Juvie

I ain't never had shit, now I'm flashin' like I'm Juvie

That boy at the booty, we gon' blast shit like a smoothie

I told her, back it up, like she tryin' parallel park for real

My last name ain't Madden, but I'm tryin' to see that ass for real

Booty on plus the star for real, I'm Tony Gwynn with the pen and

But then said I was the ball for real, heat in my hands like I'm stars for money

Me and Flatline burnin' down the halftime, shorty told you that she ain't had time

But shorty saw my wrist and said she had time, damn, that's fine

You woulda thought her last name was Statline, then her first name was Patton

One step, it's wavin' automatic, I'm tryin' to see a tsunami, what's happenin'?

She threw it back, I caught the vibe, crazy between her inner thighs

The way my hands was positioned on that ass look like 725

I'm lovin' the way that you move that, she got me stuck like a glue trap

**** in the club goin' 8-10, cause her body thicker than zoo glass

You know I'ma keep that thang on me, and I'm so clean

That I'm dressin' all white, eatin' crabs and Jimmy's seafood

And I ain't leavin' with a sane on me, go ahead and get the game wrong

And get 8 comp, I'm tryin' to put the blame on me

I ain't comp, but I got one hand on her booty, tryin' to bang her ass, shorty

Back that ass up on me, yeah, bitch, I feel like Juvie

Bad bitch with me, pull my phone out, we gon' make a movie

My lil' hoe too bougie, she be judgin' shit like Juvie

Like she owe me somethin', hide away, she give it to me

Back that ass up on me, yeah, bitch, I feel like Juvie

Back that ass up on me, yeah, bitch, I feel like Juvie

I ain't never had shit, now I'm flashin' like some Juvie

Fat boy actin' foodie, we gon' bless shit like a smoothie