Lyrics of 'Backin' It Up (feat. Pardison Fontaine)' by Cardi B

Ahhh (Cardi!)
Turn around, fuck it all the way up
Bust it down, turn around, fuck it all the way up
Bust it down, turn around, fuck it-

Look, let's get it straight, girl, you don't need a nigga for nothin'
Lookin' better every day, you got that Benjamin Button
Claimin' he don't got a girl, you know niggas be frontin'
You don't need no bitch comin' up to you as a woman, ayy

And you a boss, so you hate when niggas waste time
You too pretty to be paused on the FaceTime
Damn, I'm just statin' the facts
You hate that like you hate when niggas tell you: Relax
(What the fuck you mean relax?)

You want somethin' more than just physical
It's been a while since you met someone original
You spend your time drinkin' wine in your livin' room
All that good pussy, can't find the one to give it to

It's a, it's a shame
You see me, see the squad, it's a gang
You see him, it's a bum, it's a lame
But it's a difference 'tween me and, what's his name?

I swear to God, word to Mase
I'ma drink this Henny to the face
Fuck a condom, I'ma bring saran wrap
I can't let no good pussy go to waste

Back, back, backin' it up
I'm the king of talkin' shit then backin' it up, ayy
Back, back, backin' it up
Throw that shit over here, girl, that's what it's for
(What you say?)

You know how to go and get a bag, don't ya?
You know how to make a bitch mad, don't ya?
Make your ex wanna get it back, that's a fact
Say it louder for the bitches in the back, ayy

I know to go and get a bag, don't I?
I know how to make a bitch mad, don't I?
Make my ex wanna get it back, that's a fact
Say it louder for the bitches in the back, yeah

Back, back, backin' it up
I'm the queen of talkin' shit then I'm backin' it up, yeah
Back, back, backin' it up
Throw that money over here, nigga, that's what it's for
(What you say?)

Look, said, I was gettin' some head, get-gettin' some head
Ran down on a bitch, she almost pissed on her leg
Bitches think they fuckin' with me, must be sick in the head
Why don't you chill with the beef and get some chicken instead?

Got the crown, shut it down, have them hype up in the six
If she dead, let her lay won't bring no life into this bitch
Lookin' this good should be a sin, you should call me cinnamon
Cardi B, bad bitch, those is fuckin' synonyms

We see who winnin', we see who got it
You see I'm still in the bank makin' deposits
You see who switched up sides and who was solid
You see who stuck to the code and who forgot it
Talk about it, bitch

You know how to go and get a bag, don't ya?
You know how to make a bitch mad, don't ya?
Make your ex wanna get it back, that's a fact
Say it louder for the bitches in the back, ayy

I know to go and get a bag, don't I?
I know how to make a bitch mad, don't I?
Make my ex wanna get it back, that's a fact
Say it louder for the bitches in the back, yeah

Back, back, backin' it up
I'm the king of talkin' shit then backin' it up, ayy
Back, back, backin' it up
Throw that shit over here, girl, that's what it's for
(What you say?)