Back2Back

Baby, give me a sign, I’m on my way down
You’re anxious, I saw you lurking on my stories
Asking where and when
You’re ready to go, just waiting for me

Uh, uh uh, shorty damn, that ass of yours
Is ready to be taken, I’m going in, Westbrook
You’re my muse, with you I flow, that sweet spot, tastes like Bubbaloo

Slow down, give me a break till I arrive
You’re bragging and I’m about to hurt your ego
You like me playing the game
Making you tremble and I never let go
You’re hitting me up, you want a throwback
You’re touching yourself and got a flashback
I’m back to back, I’m blown away by that little thing
And I already pinned that ass on the map
You come hard and we’ll repeat after a nap
You like the freshness and for the dirty stuff, all black lingerie

The girl’s a loner, I’ve been watching her since high school
She’s got a killer vibe, bit me without much talk
She reaches up to my neck without needing spit
I flex because I can, she flexes because she’s got me
She tells me she wants my DNA inside her, no condom
Let it happen, she knows I’m the one
I’ve got her lit, I’m going in and won’t hold back

She’s got a white cupcake ass, but her sweet spot’s pink, pink tusi
Take her to Broadway with the cash from the music
I’m so high, I came inside, baby, oops, yeah
They don’t know her, she doesn’t talk, she’s exclusive

Baby, I’m feeling good, now they follow me even on IG
That ass has me messed up, when she jumps, she’s the finale
Little one, to give me a kiss, she leans in
That’s when I lift her and take her in a corner
Little one, with me she’s living it up
She’s of age and still growing
Her eyes shine every time I’m going in
I’m out, but if you hit me up, I’ll come back in

Uh, uh uh, shorty damn, that ass of yours
Is ready to be taken, I’m going in, Westbrook
You’re my muse, with you I flow, that sweet spot, tastes like Bubbaloo

Shorty damn, that ass of yours
Is ready to be taken, I’m going in, Westbrook
You’re my muse, with you I flow, that sweet spot, tastes like Bubbaloo