Backseat - Remix
Lyrics
Aye aye nigga ayeeee
What do it like this
Nigga do it like that
Nigga aye ayeee
Shit
Ima all like
And she all like
Wait what was it like
What did you say RuinDaRay
That shit cold
That sound like the
I got 3 niggas up in my back seat
They'll run a nigga over like they at a track meet
If you wanna talk Young voice raspy
Take free trial for this dick you nasty
Get low for a nigga gone and hit yo krabby
Eat it up eat it up eat it like patty
Cake
I got 3 niggas up in my back seat
They'll run a nigga over like they at a track meet
If you wanna talk Young voice raspy
Take free trial for this dick you nasty
Get low for a nigga gone and hit yo krabby
Eat it up eat it up eat it like patty
Cake
Swing swing
Slip on and slide
Full of good times
I get this from a vibe
I'm not a cop
Bitch I'm the crime
Run up on me nigga meet Father Time
One of a kind
Super swell guy
Provoke a scorpio and you will die
I got niggas on my back who will slide
Crazy niggas only having one eye
I am too hot had to turn down the fireee
You didn't say that nigga you is a liar
You didn't say that nigga you is a lie
What you making from Marie calendars on a Sunday afternoon is pie
The dick you giving ain't right
Put a heep of that nut in her eye
Im up in yo crib surprise
Sly cat count all my lives
I'm the number 1 up in this bitch and that's right
I got three niggas up in my back seat
They'll run a nigga over like they at a track meet
Damn wait huh
Who would of thought
That we will be dealing with this type of issue
They gripping the pistol my hands up the shoot you
Eyes lock when they hit you 40 south and west
Like a Missile don't feel like no pillow
Dah last of our kinfolk
Dis ain't no fucking joke
Uhn wait
You talking big game
You talking big talk
You searching for fame
We covered white chalk
They will know my name
I up and I walk
They upping the gun
My hands up I stop
10 shots down the range
Range hot range hot
You claim it's our race
Nigga I see the cops
I got 3 niggas up in my back seat
They'll run a nigga over like they at a track meet
If you wanna talk Young voice raspy
Take free trial for this dick you nasty
Get low for a nigga gone and hit yo krabby
Eat it up eat it up eat it like patty
Cake
Yeah I'm running through the trap like a track-meet
Nigga want smoke he can at me
I got 3 bitches 2 sticks in the backseat
Top floor King Kong with a white bitch
And she wanna come and attack me
I pop a X and then she pop a taxi
Geeked up I'm beating this bitch out her panties
Double the four cuz its all bout the fam
And don't talk bout the gang cuz my niggas will can you
Yuh
My niggas gone can anything thats walking
This 556 it knock out yo whip
It'll jam anything but nigga who's talking
Shoot from a distance Charles Barkley
My nigga he a dog no barking just sparking
Yuh, uhn
And I don't care about the beam cuz im hitting my target
I got 3 niggas up in my back seat
They'll run a nigga over like they at a track meet
If you wanna talk Young voice raspy
Take free trial for this dick you nasty
Get low for a nigga gone and hit yo krabby
Eat it up eat it up eat it like patty
Cake
Writer(s): Deshaun Frazier
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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