Backin' it up (feat. pardison fontaine)

Ahhh
Cardi!
Turn around, fuck it all the way up
Bust it down, turn around
Fuck it all the way up
Bust it down, turn around
Fuck it, look

Let's get it straight, girl
You don't need a nigga for nothin'
Lookin' better every day
You got that Benjamin Button
Claimin' he don't got a girl
You know niggas be frontin'
You don't need no bitch comin' up
To you as a woman (ayy)
And you a boss, so you hate
When niggas waste time (ayy)
You too pretty to be paused
On the FaceTime (ayy)
Damn, I'm just statin' the facts
You hate that like you hate
When niggas tell you: Relax
What the fuck you mean
Relax?
You want somethin' more
Than just physical (word)
It's been a while since you met
Someone original (word)
You spend your time drinkin' wine
In your livin' room
All that good pussy, can't find
The one to give it to (what?)
Issa, issa shame (issa shame)
You see me, see the squad
Issa gang (issa gang)
You see him, issa bum
Issa lame (issa lame)
But issa difference 'tween me
And what's-his-name (ayy)
I swear to God, word to Mase (ayy)
I'ma drink this Henny to the face (ayy)
Fuck a condom, I'ma bring saran wrap
I can't let no good pussy go to waste (ayy)

Back, back-backin' it up
I'm the king of talkin' shit
Then backin' it up (ayy)
Back, back-backin' it up
Throw that shit over here, girl
That's what it's for (what you say?)
You know how to go
And get a bag, don't you? (Ayy)
You know how to make a bitch mad
Don't you (Ayy)

Make your ex wanna get it back, that's a fact
Say it louder for the bitches in the back (Ayy)
I know to go and get a bag, don't I (don't I)
I know how to make a bitch mad, don't I (yeah)
Make my ex wanna get it back, that's a fact
Say it louder for the bitches in the back (ayy)
Back, back-backin' it up
I'm the queen of talkin' shit
Then I'm backin' it up (yeah)
Back, back-backin' it up
Throw that money over here, nigga
That's what it's for (what you say?)

Look, said I was gettin' some head
Get-gettin' some head
Ran down on a bitch
She almost pissed on her leg
Bitches think they fuckin' with me
Must be sick in the head
Why don't you chill with the beef
And get some chicken instead?
Got the crown, shut it down
Have them hype up in the 6
If she dead, let her lay
Won't bring no life into this bitch
Lookin' this good should be a sin
You should call me cinnamon
Cardi B, bad bitch, those is fuckin' synonyms
We see who winnin' (see who winnin')
We see who got it (see who got it)
You see I'm still in the bank makin' deposits (cash)
You see who switched up sides
And who was solid (who was solid)
You see who stuck to the code and who forgot it
Talk about it, bitch

You know how to go
And get a bag, don't you? (Ayy)
You know how to make a bitch mad
Don't you (Ayy)
Make your ex wanna get it back, that's a fact
Say it louder for the bitches in the back (Ayy)
I know to go and get a bag, don't I (don't I)
I know how to make a bitch mad, don't I (yeah)
Make my ex wanna get it back, that's a fact
Say it louder for the bitches in the back (ayy)
Back, back-backin' it up
I'm the king of talkin' shit
Then backin' it up (ayy)
Back, back-backin' it up
Throw that shit over here, girl
That's what it's for (what you say?)