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PERFORMING ARTISTS
DeJ Loaf
DeJ Loaf
Vocals
Big Sean
Big Sean
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Deja Trimble
Deja Trimble
Songwriter
Kyle Alexander Adams
Kyle Alexander Adams
Songwriter
Sean Michael Anderson
Sean Michael Anderson
Songwriter
Clenton Gosberry
Clenton Gosberry
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
iRocksays
iRocksays
Producer
Miguel Scott
Miguel Scott
Recording Engineer
Gregg Rominiecki
Gregg Rominiecki
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Ryan Kaul
Ryan Kaul
Assistant Engineer
Maddox Chhim
Maddox Chhim
Assistant Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh-whoa, yah, yah
Oh-whoa, yah, yah, back up off me, back up off me
Oh-whoa, yah, yah
Oh-whoa, yah, yah, back up off me, back up off me
[Verse 1]
Whoa, yah, yah, bitch, back up off me
You don't know me, I'm too clean, I'm too holy, bitch, I'm godly
I only go for real **** who don't brag 'bout what they bought me
'Cause they know I got a bag, gotta fuck me up some commas
If I fuck and make you cum, you gotta promise not to stress me
Don't be blowin' up my phone and don't be leavin' voice messages
Said, I can do you right, I'll do you better than your exes
I told that **** to stop it, he was talkin' out his necklace
See, the difference is with me, I never needed **** ever
I'll leave 'em where I met 'em, I ain't trippin' off no effort
Goons in the cut try to talk you out your necklace
If you ever disrespect me, pussy, don't be disrespectful
[Refrain]
I said wooh, I said I know, I know, I know
He heard about me, he was waitin' on me at the door
I said wooh, yeah, that mink all on the floor
Used to bust this shit at skatin', six to nine, come in at four
[Verse 2]
We got glow sticks for you ho chicks, bitch, don't act like you don't know this
I'm very anti-social, social network ain't my motion (I don't move like that)
I show no emotions, ****, bitches, it's disgusting
Bananas with the Trojans, pop that pussy for a legend
[PreChorus]
I said wooh, I said I know, I know, I know (I said I know, I know, I know)
Bitch, back up off me
I said wooh, I said, bitch, back up off me
I said wooh, yay
Back up off me, back up off me
Get this ****, man
[Chorus]
I said whoa-whoa, yah-yah, bitch, back up off me
I said whoa-whoa, yah-yah, bitch, back up off me
I said whoa-whoa, yah-yah, bitch, back up off me
I said whoa-whoa, yah-yah, bitch, back up off me
Back up off me, back up off me
I said, bitch, back up off me
Back up off me, back up off me
I said, bitch, back up off me
Back up off me, back up off me
Sean Don
I said, bitch, back up off me
I said
Back up off me
I said, bitch, back up off me
[Verse 3]
Back up off me, they want my backs in coffins
It's so cold in the D and they still wanna take my jacket off me
Back when I couldn't afford to get it mixed and mastered, homie
My momma fronted me that money so it's no backup, homie
Bitch, so back up off me
Bank account look like a ballot, homie, yeah it's checked up
My **** packin', you get to trippin', they unpackin', homie
Yeah, I overdo it
Yeah, that's tailored, homie
Yeah, I'm overdressed and ain't no salad on me
Me and DeJ together, holy matrimony
Oh, it's hard to smile and shit
When they ain't free Juan, I got real ones on trial and shit
Fuck all my peers unless we talkin' 'bout Belle Isle and shit
The check is seven figures, I might try and dial the shit
[Verse 4]
And if I fuck and make you cum, don't be blowin' up my phone
Lately, I've been messing with girls who tend to own shit on their own
I turn dusk into dawn, turn my chair to a throne
Fuck her off in the whip, make her take Uber home
Cold to the chromosome, I grew up without a hammock
I did everything except panic, feel me?
Finally Famous the family
And we expanding on the top floor like we tanning
She throwin' tantrums
She gon' hold this dick like a Grammy
I give her bomb D and do damage
She like
[PreChorus]
Wooh, I said I know, I know, I know (I said I know, I know, I know)
Bitch, back up off me
I said wooh, I say bitch, back up off me
I said wooh, yay
Back up off me, back up off me
Get this ****, man
[Chorus]
I said whoa-whoa, yah-yah, bitch, back up off me
I said whoa-whoa, yah-yah, bitch, back up off me
I said whoa-whoa, yah-yah, bitch, back up off me
I said whoa-whoa, yah-yah, bitch, back up off me
Back up off me, back up off me
I said, bitch, back up off me
Back up off me, back up off me
I said, bitch, back up off me
Back up off me, back up off me
I said, bitch, back up off me
I said (Back up off me)
I said, bitch, back up off me
[Outro]
Yeah, that's right, ****
I said whoa-whoa, yah-yah
For the city
Whoa-whoa, yah-yah, bitch, back up off me
You got Queen DeJ, Sean Don, straight up
It's time to boss up on e'rything, I'm getting e'rything
Written by: Clenton Gosberry, Deja Trimble, Kyle Alexander Adams, Sean Michael Anderson
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