Reptile B - Back Up Lyrics

Bun a couple zoots with the girls
Got a master plan to finesse these males
Outta dem bank card
Tell him bare talles
Boy pussy tighter than most of these gyal
Your boyfriends craving a box in the face
Tell him watch that tone lef him in a suitcase
Call a couple goons gonna run up on you
Hold a bitch to ransom leave your hoe in a lake

Twenty eighteen was the birth of the reptile too many man took me fi heediat
Twenty nineteen got these niggas on a checklist
Beatrice kiddo the bride ah mi dat
When i catch joules
Stick it in his balls
Leave a corpse in the thames next to maleik
Then i'll run up on brian
Hex a bitch
Glue his asshole shut feed him bare bran flakes
Slice a bitch like pastrami
Mash up your future diary call me yuno gasai
Spit acid in man's eye fatality laugh till i cry while a pussio dies nigga try me
Mesh top doin carni
Stick a twink bitch with the sharpie
Niggas act done out
F*ck boy call your mum
Tell her you love her coz the bitch about to lose her son

Back up
Give me room
Give me space
Any funny business spray you with the mace
You don't wanna make me get anal
Chip away your mental
Baseball bat to man genitals

Back up
Give me room
Give me space
Any funny business spray you with the mace
You don't wanna make me get anal
Chip away your mental
Baseball bat

Send carnations
You don't want complications
Send a mans dick to his dads location in a box
Sorry that he raised a thot
Likkle eediat
Reptile b sending shots
Start a war with these bitches and thots
Bout to wipe the floor with these bitches and thots
If you don't want none better run me my gwuap
If you tryna get some nigga pull out that
Yuh waan f*ck with the reptile
Mi nuh waan hear backchat
Man haffi come with the longest john before me bend up mi back remix it
Hold a f*ck nigga down with the tightness the man said him never a f*ck a ting like this
Till i tie him to the bed
Once i lace his patron
Call your boyfriend
Tell that bitch you aint coming home

Listen
Reptile b
Bury any bitch tryna flex on me
Tell you straight facts and i aint tryna act
Only checking for these niggas when i want it from the back
I don't ramp
Dash my cutesy bars on one dirty hook to get every man shook
Same niggas spitting no fats no femmes
Get sprayed with the lead
Bare battyman dead

Back up
Give me room
Give me space
Any funny business spray you with the mace
You don't wanna make me get anal
Chip away your mental
Baseball bat to man genitals

Back up
Give me room
Give me space
Any funny business spray you with the mace
You don't wanna make me get anal
Chip away your mental
Baseball bat

I see you doing up bae goals online with your new girlfriend
But then i clocked you at uban world but where's your girlfriend
You took me home now you're crying cos you forgot your girlfriend
Ah nuh my problem
Ready fi get open
Stick it in my dreamy
Give me that

Don't come with no big talk
Man better come with the longest cock
Fi mi bend up mi back and dig it
Bout to kill the nigga with the tightness tightness
Quint it up three time fi dat diggin
Den he came twice cah my ting set good
Call your girl if you want but her bodys in a woods

Reptile b ya nah
Ready fi kill off all these likkle boys that thought they were prestige
Flex on who my g
Im here now
And ladies what you sayin
Im here for you
Ready fi collect them coin from the girls like
Whether they like it or not
Yuh understand