Back Flippin lyrics

[Intro]
(Xair, let me get that motherf*cker)
Ski
Yeah, n*gga, yeah, n*gga
Phew, phew
n*gga, n*gga, yeah
I'm a player, not a simp, bae
This sh*t comin' off the head like a temp fade

[Chorus]
Hold on, baby, I'm a player, not a simp, bae (Not a simp, bae, yeah)
This sh*t comin' off the head like a temp fade (Like a temp fade)
And your b*tch tryna kick it like a sensei (Like a sensei)
Maybe you can get a wig, but I ain't payin' rent, bae (Ain't payin' rent, bae)
Young, steppin' in somе bands, know I brag different (I brag differеnt)
I can go and spend it, n*gga, 'cause my bag different (Oh, yeah, my bag different)
That b*tch, she ain't really f*ckin' bad, that ho catfishin' (That ho catfishin')
And I got your b*tch doin' tricks, this ho backflippin' (This b*tch backflippin')

[Verse]
I been smokin' on that gas, you can smell the aroma (Yeah, yeah)
In the booth, I'm in that mode, sippin' Arizona (n*gga, yeah)
You might think bro finna crash the way he bend the corner (Skrrt, skrrt)
Take your b*tch and give her back, no, I don't even want her (What the f*ck?)
Take your b*tch and give her back, I want a refund (Want a refund, n*gga)
In the booth, got on dark shades, I can't even see nothin' (Like Ray Charles)
I be high up in the stars, now I'm finna be one (n*gga, yeah)
How the f*ck I cut you off, you runnin' back? That lil' ho D1 (What the f*ck?)
Yeah, she's a track star
Baby, I'm a dog like them pits in the backyard (n*gga, rrr)
I be on some other sh*t, why n*ggas tryna act hard? (They tryna act hard)
And we steady gettin' to that money, n*gga, that part (n*gga, that part)
With your b*tch, you can call me Timmy, know I'm finna turn her up (I'm finna turn her up, yeah)
n*gga, we been gettin' to that bag, that's what I'm runnin' up (That's what I'm runnin' up, n*gga)
And my name been getting hot up in the streets, say I'm burnin' up (Say I'm burnin' up, yeah)
n*gga, ain't no doubt about it, n*ggas know for sure I'm coming up (Yeah, I'm comin' up, n*gga)
Yeah, we been gettin' to that cake, b*tch (What?)
I ain't never flag, n*gga know my pockets straight, b*tch (n*gga, what?)
Steady grindin', n*gga know that's what it take to be great, b*tch (That's for sure)
And I'm spittin' real sh*t up on the mic, this ain't no fake sh*t (n*gga, yeah)
[Chorus]
Hold on, baby, I'm a player, not a simp, bae (Not a simp, bae, yeah, yeah)
This sh*t comin' off the head like a temp fade (Like a temp fade, n*gga)
And your b*tch tryna kick it like a sensei (Like a sensei, n*gga)
Maybe you can get a wig, but I ain't payin' rent, bae (Ain't payin' rent, bae)
Young, steppin' in some bands, know I brag different (Yeah, I brag different, n*gga)
I can go and spend it, n*gga, 'cause my bag different ('Cause my bag different, yeah)
That b*tch, she ain't really f*ckin' bad, that ho catfishin' (That ho catfishin', n*gga)
And I got your b*tch doin' tricks, this ho backflippin' (That ho backflippin', n*gga, yeah)

[Outro]
n*gga, yeah, what the f*ck?
Phew, phew
Yeah, n*gga, ski