Russ Millions - Backseat Lyrics

(Gotcha)

(Chat dem a chat, attack me)
(Fuck on the backseat)
(Khalaas me, bedroom bully, gyal)
Chat dem a chat, they cannot attack me
Gun lean, gyal get fuck on the backseat
Tek time, baby, you're tryna khalaas me
Bedroom bully, gyal, tek off-

Yo, grab it, grab it, slap it (weh it deh? Bullet)
Tap it then fire, racket, so go
Rapid, man need the matic (grrt)
So massive, won't fit in my jacket
Buni's manic, he's a different savage (mad man)
Passive, catch him in traffic
Au-au-automatic, but pull up, crash it (grrt)
Cali addict, on a different planet (grrt, bullet)
Don't compare me to other guys
Heard my voice and she start gettin' butterflies
Thing don't jam, that's why that's my type
Bro don't hop out the whip, let's drive-by
Got one hand in the air, no high five (shatai)
Big man ting, why the opps still lie-lie (lie)
You know Russ, but your girl knows Shy-Shy
Gyal tek wood, makes her scream out die-die (bullet)

Chat dem a chat, they cannot attack me
Gun lean, gyal get fuck on the backseat (shatai)
Tek time, baby, you're tryna khalaas me
Bedroom bully, gyal, tek off ya panty (shatai)
Chat dem a chat, they cannot attack me (grrt)
Gun lean, gyal get fuck on the backseat (grrt)
Tek time, baby, you're tryna khalaas me
Bedroom bully, gyal, tek off ya panty (grrt, grrt)

Cali weed I love (ganja)
lick him down with that (pumper)
Take time when I hit it
Sh-sh-she grabbed man's dick with acrylics
More time, anywhere I go I stay wid it
And if I don't, brodie's rollin' wid it (grrt)
Killy milly, took the scene on violence (brrt)
Dropped one tune, left the haters silent
You might see me with E and ZT
SOS, if they're anti-green (shatai)
H double S, head shot specialist
Swing my arms, tryna dip mans head (shatai)
C double S, chest shot specialist (baow)
Dip, dip, splash, tryna tear up flesh (baow)
B double S, bedroom specialist (baow)
Russ don't play, leave the usna wet (baow, baow, baow)

Chat dem a chat, they cannot attack me
Gun lean, gyal get fuck on the backseat (shatai)
Tek time, baby, you're tryna khalaas me
Bedroom bully, gyal, tek off ya panty (shatai)
Chat dem a chat, they cannot attack me (grrt)
Gun lean, gyal get fuck on the backseat (grrt)
Tek time, baby, you're tryna khalaas me
Bedroom bully, gyal, tek off ya panty (grrt, grrt)

My head gets hot, mad like Wiley
He don't like me, gyal wanna pipe me
Mek a man try me, Russ get lively
Corn, can, 32s come so tiny (grrt, grrt)
Sexy Ivy, rates me highly
Double tap, IG, fuck CID
Wanna dick down Steff, but it's unlikely
Love a brown skin ting like I love lighties (shatai)
Watch them man dash, car shoulda crashed
My man looks shook in the pass
Do him up same way we done
Me and bro, that's headshot gang
Check the charts now, they're big-big mad
I rubbed the opps out and they hurtin' bad
In the backseat, where your bird got shagged
Might hold the G lock for a Birkin bag (bullet, bullet, bullet)

Chat dem a chat, they cannot attack me
Gun lean, gyal get fuck on the backseat (shatai)
Tek time, baby, you're tryna khalaas me
Bedroom bully, gyal, tek off ya panty (shatai)
Chat dem a chat, they cannot attack me (grrt)
Gun lean, gyal get fuck on the backseat (grrt)
Tek time, baby, you're tryna khalaas me
Bedroom bully, gyal, tek off ya panty (grrt, grrt)

(Fumez The Engineer)