[Chorus: Trap Beckham]
Fight back
[?] gotta fight back
Fight back
Hit her one time, coming right back
Told her girlfriend [?] one night that
Oh you like that?
Bitch stop playing, let me pipe that
Hell na, can't wife that
[?] bad like Mike Jack
[?] fight back
Bitch stop playing, come and fight back
Hell yeah, let me pipe that
Hit it one time, sware to god coming right back
[Verse 1: Yella Beezy]
Bitch better gfight back
If I throw it at you, bitch throw it right back
[?] Imma hit it like a high hat
Talk back, I don't like, but I like that
Can you put your hands where your thighs at?
Can you bring the girls where the guys at?
She know she'll never get this [?] back
So she gon let me touch it like an IPad
And she fight back like a wrestler
Ride with no hands like a Tesla
And I know it sound messed up
But you gotta get the fuck out, next up
That's right, go home, rest up
You know what it is, don't be extra
All you ever do is fight back
You a bad [?] still bite that
Get you to the crib, you already know the deal
Better
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