[Intro]
Uh-uh, uh-IGH!
Nana-naa
Yup, wooooh, ah!
Nanana

[Verse 1]
Young black boy, how he got the labels scared? (Labels scared)
A&R's like, "Chano, you ain't playin' fair! (Playin' fair)
You gon' set a bad example for the average bear (Bear)
You a Yogi, you should idle while in child's position"
I be like, naw, these my sons, this prenatal care (Ooh)
I'ma show 'em how to make it here and make it fair (Ooh)
Take it there, they could kill me and I ain't gon' care (Igh!)
You is just an ankle weight, lighter than some angel cake
Sweeter than some maple syrup (Uh!)
Easier than Ableton (Uh!)
Make a plate and make a player, make 'em play it
Just don't count your sheep before they hatch
You chickens 'fore your eggs
Eat your dinner 'fore you say your prayer, ah!

[Chorus]
I'm back up in this bitch
I'm back up in this thang (Back up in it)
I'm back up in this bitch
I'm back up in this bitch (I'm in back up in this bitch)
I'm slapped up in this bitch
Get it crackin' in this bitch (Back up in this bitch)
I'm back up in this bitch (Back up in this bitch, back up in this-)
[Verse 2]
Young tactician, just got my taxes finished
Beat the tortoise by a hair in an '04 Ford Taurus
On a spare with a wax finish
There's a lot of metaphors, you just lack vision
You just bad business
UH!
All your shit been lower case
Lower class, lower key
I'm the only minor minority in priority
Sippin' gin and tonic while I plot upon authority
Author of my horoscope, feeling like the oracle
Ain't no rules, n***a, igh!

[Bridge]
Come on now
Come on now
Come on, put your hands together

[Chorus]
I'm back up in this bitch (Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump)
I'm back up in this thang (Jump, jump, yeah)
I'm back up in this bitch (Jump, jump, jump, jump)
I'm back up in this bitch (Jump, jump, jump, yeah)
I'm slapped up in this bitch
Get it crackin' in this bitch
I'm back up in this bitch
I'm back up in this bitch
I'm back up in this bitch
I'm slapped up in this bitch
Get it crackin' in this bitch
I'm back up in this bitch
[Outro]
Igh!