Lil rob talking:
Times are going crazy holmesit's a lot different to what it use to be to methest fewls need to back the fuck up aiorale check this dog,ai check this out ai
V1:
Sittin at the bar just tippin the glass,tryna slow down my life because it's gettin to fastbut i don't mind,see it's like quick in a flashSee that chick? she's imagining my dick in her asswhoadid i say that? that's crazy aint itjust crazy livin,i don't know how to explain itdon't get me wrong home boy,i'm not complainindon't get all mad i'm not braggin i'm just sayinthey're playin(?) me by my musici'm just a vato that'll do it just to do iti want nothing to do withfoney peple don't care what you like and don't care who your cool withyour stupidacting like your with the new kid,but i no you back in school you wanted to be the cool kidwell i sat back and didn't give a fucknow rap is all i got so homeboy that's what's upback the fuck up
Chourus:
Homie please back up,(back up)
10 paces from the truck(back the fuck up dogg)
don't wanna press your luck(you don't want none of this right here holmes)
My bomb will self distruct(back the fuck up)
homie please back up
10 paces from the truck(i'll self distruct)
don't wanna press your luck(back your fuckin asses up)
my bomb will self distruct(back up!)
V2:
I don't forget about the past,and now i'm kickin your assi'll do it again and laugh because your kissen my assi got a brand new 45 and i'm abel to shootItchy finger hair trigger and it's pointed at youi'm not here to claim that i'm all insane in the braini'm just here to let you know i'm not the same as you (?) You'll get what's comeing to youyell for helpno ones running to youyou burnt the bridges rememberso no ones fuckin with you aint got no friends aint got no endscuz you keep on hurting peopletell me when does it endwhen will you relize that shit aint coolI feel sorry for them kids that wanna be like youbut there just kids they don't really know what to dodon't worry mijo it will come to you then you'll say fuck this fewlwhat was i thinking about this vato's being about a bunch of dumb shit can't believe i use to bump this fuck this
Chorus:
V3:
jumpin the carrucha put my foot on the gashit the second switch from the left to lift up the assthem chicken shits will come to brake up the glassthen will catch you putos slippin and i'll put a cap in your assbulet holes in my own car if that's where you arehandle my shit then probably go back to the barhave me a drinksit back and think about all the fuckin bull shit that happend to me within this weekbut i'm 3 feet from gold and i was told that i got a flow that's coldi guess that explains so many units soldI'll make jams for hopefully when you get oldI'm a good guy but sumtimes i just explodesometimes i wish that i would rather be homeput down the michrophone and leave it aloneturn off my phonebecuase it's bull shit the way it goes downbut my people really need me around chicano sound
Chorus:
HOMIE PLEASE BACK UP(AI BACK THE FUCK UP)
10 PACES FROM THE TRUCK(BACK UP)
don't WANNA PRESS YOUR LUCK(YOU DON'T WANNA PRESS YOUR LUCK HOLMES)
MY BOMB WILL SELF DISTRUCT
HOMIE PLEASE BACK UP(BACK UP)
10 PACES FROM THE TRUCK(10 PACES FROM THE TRUCK)
don't WANNA PRESS YOUR LUCK(don't WANNA PRESS YOUR LUCK)
MY BOMB WILL SELF DISTRUCT(BLOW YOUR ASSES UP)
Back the fuck up ai