Back Up feat. Jaz & Young Joshua
R-Swift Lyrics

Back up
Get out of my way because money is coming through

Money comin' through
I am making a lot of money

See them 2 chicks call that a double-up
Having two women is twice as good

See that black Range, call that an armored truck
My car is so valuable and protected that it's like an armored truck

Move them ropes bitch This ain't double dutch
Get out of my way because this isn't a child's game of jump rope

20 years career money Y'all niggaz knockin' up
I've been making money for 20 years and you're still struggling

Pop champagne Call that a bubble up
Celebrating with expensive champagne

Chicks came back But I ain't trying to cuddle up
Girls want to be with me again, but I'm not interested in getting too close

31 flavours, talkin' about the cars My garage like a rainbow Like the juice in my cup But I ain't tryna brag though
I have many different car colors like a rainbow and my drink is colorful too, but I'm not trying to show off

Haters move too slow Y'all better step it up
People who dislike me aren't as successful and need to work harder

If you're the shit up in this club Like I am in this club Then throw your middle fingers up
If you're successful in this club like me, then you can express yourself however you want

We all stars Shots at the bar We know who we are So haters
We are all successful and confident, so critics can't bring us down

Money in the bag Call that a robbery Shorty seen the ass Now he wanna swallow me
I have a lot of money and people want to be with me because of it

Mad Max swag You hoes at the dollar tree They wonder where I'm at You hoes better follow me
I have a distinctive and stylish image that others admire, and they want to be around me

Gone in the brain, I need a lobotomy Keep that thang, clean on the side of me Diamonds in my chain Think I won the lottery
I'm feeling so good that it's like my brain needs a lobotomy, and I'm keeping my gun close because I have expensive jewelry and look like I won the lottery

Haters wanna hate But they don't even bother me Wait, there's money in the building Cash so long I can stack it to the ceiling
Critics want to hate, but it doesn't affect me. There's a lot of money available and I can earn even more.

You ain't makin' mills Then you ain't even appealing Now with my nigga Kells, go and tell them how we feeling
If you're not making millions of dollars, then you're not attractive. Now I'm with my friend Kells and we're sharing our feelings