BACKSEAT Lyrics

Bad bitch long hair let me pull on it

Act a fool on it

Get rude on it

Let me drown in the pussy like a pool on it

After I hit let the crew on it

In the club every night tryna chase a bag

Niggas say she a thot but she don’t give a damn

She got 1, 2, 3 she got hella bands

So much paper it can’t fit up in a rubber band

She got two baby daddies and they both aint shit

She say I’m different from them niggas cause they both ain’t rich

I told her make clap for me and I’m paying ya rent

She said im good love enjoy I can pay it myself

When a bitch independent

Ima call her a Cinderella

She don’t need no nigga

All the lm broke hoes jealous

Let em hate

It’s ok

U gone get ya paper

Let it Stack

Make it fat

Like ya big fat booty

Try to hit her in DM and she left u on read

Heard you started trickin on her kept on giving her bread

Heard u got her Beamer Bentley even get her benz

And I was in the backseat nigga... gettin some head

Try to hit her in DM and she left u on read

Heard you started trickin on her kept on giving her bread

Heard u got her Beamer Bentley even get her benz

And I was in the backseat nigga... gettin some head