backseat Lyrics

It's some white hoes doing cocaine in the backseat

.223 on me, I make him run like it's a track meet

He wanna go to war, let's get it, ammo on me, packing

Walk up in his crib, yeah, I'ma get him, know he lacking

It's some white hoes doing cocaine in the backseat

.223 on me, I make him run like it's a track meet

He wanna go to war, let's get it, ammo on me, packing

Walk up in his crib, yeah, I'ma get him, know he lacking

Why I'm with your bitch and she gon' act like she don't know you?

I went to your block and bitch, they said that they don't know you

AR-15, .223 on me, bitch, I'ma fold you

I was with your ho, not your ho, she gon' ho you

You is just a Twitter ho

Look at where them bullets go

Hollow go right through your dome

We gon' get you in your home

(You is just a Twitter ho)

(Look at where them bullets go)

(Hollow go right through your dome)

(We gon' get you in your home)

It's some white hoes doing cocaine in the backseat

.223 on me, I make him run like it's a track meet

He wanna go to war, let's get it, ammo on me, packing

Walk up in his crib, yeah, I'ma get him, know he lacking

Back and forth, go back and forth

I don't know a fucking thing, that's what I'm asking for

What I'm asking for, back to back and forth

I'ma fade the fuck away until I smack the floor

Ayy, fade away, fade away, Glocky make him fade away

12 tryna take my ass downtown like I ain't got nothing to say today

12 wanna get in my bag like, "Hey, boy, what the fuck you make today?"

Oxy clean my Glock, yeah, this Oxy take that stain away

It's some white hoes doing cocaine in the backseat

.223 on me, I make him run like it's a track meet

He wanna go to war, let's get it, ammo on me, packing

Walk up in his crib, yeah, I'ma get him, know he lacking

It's some white hoes doing cocaine in the backseat

.223 on me, I make him run like it's a track meet

He wanna go to war, let's get it, ammo on me, packing

Walk up in his crib, yeah, I'ma get him, know he lacking

White hoes doing cocaine in the backseat

.223 on me, I make him run like it's a track meet

He wanna go to war, let's get it, ammo on me, packing

Walk up in his crib, yeah, I'ma get him, know he lacking