作词 : Bobby Ray Simmons, Jr./Clarence Montgomery III

作曲 : Bobby Ray Simmons, Jr./Clarence Montgomery III

[Hook]

Eastside gon' back me up

Gon' back me up

Westside gon' back me up

Gon' back me up

Southside gon' back me up

Gon' back me up

Northside gon' back me up, yeah

[Verse 1]

Everywhere I plant my feet

Everybody know 'bout me, nigga

I ain't gotta say one word

I-I ain't gotta show ID, nigga

Back when I was in 10th grade

I saved up, got a set of gold teeth

And I took 'em out, but 7 years later, I got seven sets of gold teeth, nigga

I'm Bobby Bands; I do that

Private jew; I flew that

40k; I threw that

A quarter pound; I blew that

It sounds crazy, but it ain't nothin' to it

She's a freak, but I already knew it

She looked at me and said, "I'm your biggest fan"

I told her, "if it's real, then tattoo it"

Every day, I wake up, smoking like Jamaicans

Like an occupation, this is so outrageous

Head so good I'm making Bill Cosby faces

Dip in that pudding, like vanilla wafers

Feet on the carpet, then to the office

Then to the closet, many different flavors

Someone tell my lawyer call the label

And tell them hurry up with the paper, ha!

[Hook]

Eastside gon' back me up

Gon' back me up

Westside gon' back me up

Gon' back me up

Southside gon' back me up

Gon' back me up

Northside gon' back me up, yeah

Eastside gon' back me up

Gon' back me up

Westside gon' back me up

Gon' back me up

Southside gon' back me up

Gon' back me up

Northside gon' back me up, yeah

[Verse 2]

You niggas trying to act like Bob ain't dope, nigga, stop that shit

That's \$50,000 Alpaca; you gotta blot that shit, fool

Look at this resume; can't nobody top that shit

And unless you the girl I'm ****ing

Then you don't really need to be on Bob dick

Like that, mmm, like that, huh

Take a second, let me get it right back, huh

They was hoping that I'd probably fall off, right?

But all that fell was them haters on my back, yeah

I-I-I ain't even got No Genre, but this ganja give contact, yeah

Well, how the hell they gon' call this the "rap game" when most of y'all niggas can't rap?

Most of y'all niggas so whack

Most of y'all ain't got--mo-most of y'all ain't got no swag

Most of y'all bap, most of y'all niggas so flawed

And all real niggas know that

'Cause see this is not necessarily based on dexterity

'Cause the things they're tellin' me is I'm good as I'll ever be

I'm good as I'll ever be

In the hood I'm incredibly understood 'cause it's definitely in my blood, I'm a pedigree, nigga

Wow!

[Hook]

Eastside gon' back me up

Gon' back me up

Westside gon' back me up

Gon' back me up

Southside gon' back me up

Gon' back me up

Northside gon' back me up, yeah

Eastside gon' back me up

Gon' back me up

Westside gon' back me up

Gon' back me up

Southside gon' back me up

Gon' back me up

Northside gon' back me up, yeah