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Backseat (feat. J Neat) - Houdini & NorthSideBenji

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@Daria
2,077
11 Sec

Backseat (feat. J Neat) - song lyrics

Slatt, slatt
Gats on gats, oh, straps all in the backseat
(In the back, all up in the back seat)

Gats on gats
Got straps all up in the back seat, yo
Packs on packs so
Please, don't you harass me, no
Who that boy, though?
Not from no Degrassi though
Who that bitch?
Uh, movin' kinda nasty, oh

Gats on gats
Got straps all up in the back seat, yo
Packs on packs so
Please, don't you harass me, no
Who that boy, though?
Not from no Degrassi though
Who that bitch?
Uh, movin' kinda nasty, oh

Straps on straps
Got shooters in the backseat, oh
She a freak
She fuckin' to my tracks, oh oh
Free the guys
They told me heard me on the radio
So I can't slip, I keep my stick
My whole gang, they tryna score

And I talk fast, uh
All these niggas cappin', oh
Oh snap, 'cause they done leaked his photo
In the back and I got me a 44, oh
Make him giddy up
Like the horse up on his Polo

I'm on the road
I'm makin' plays just like it's Madden
MCM hold my hammer, I perc with fashion
These niggas don't want no smoke
They don't want no static
Fuck the doctor
We gon' send your homie to a casket

And fuck the doctor
We gon' send your homie to a casket
We ain't runnin' on no hardwood for a basket
She say that she want a savage, a little lavish
Run up on him, let him have it, fatal damage

(Oh) slatt, slatt (run up on him like oh)
(Shoutout my nigga J Neat, man)
Straps all in the backseat, yo
(In the back, all up in the back seat, yo)

Gats on gats
Got straps all up in the back seat, yo
Packs on packs so
Please, don't you harass me, no
Who that boy, though?
Not from no Degrassi though
Who that bitch?
Uh, movin' kinda nasty, oh

Gats on gats
Got straps all up in the back seat, yo
Packs on packs so
Please, don't you harass me, no
Who that boy, though?
Not from no Degrassi though
Who that bitch?
Uh, movin' kinda nasty, oh

Ay, ay, she kinda nasty, yo
Ay, ay, she a battri ho
Ayy, ayy, I'm in my bag, get some more
In my bag, get some more
Pop a tag, get some more

Ayy, baby, I be on the road
Baby, I be on the go
Baby, I be gettin' dough
Ay, she poppin' bottles, that's for sure
Poppin' xannies, that's for sure
Do the gang, you gotta go

Uh, ay, do the gang, you gotta go
In the trap, I let it snow
M Sav, he gon' let it blow
Free K Sav up on the road
Then we just rock another show
She give me top, but goin' low
Couldn't stop, she such a pro

Never disrespect the bros
Before I go and sell my soul
I'd rather sell a brick of dope
In the field, you tryna cope
In the field, we tryna score
Sniper gang, we totin' scopes
Ask her what's her horoscope
I'ma need you to play your role

(Play your role, play your role, play your role)
(I don't really need you, lil' ho)
(I just really need, though)
Slatt, slatt (I don't really need no more)
Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, wass

Gats on gats
Got straps all up in the back seat, yo
Packs on packs so
Please, don't you harass me, no
Who that boy, though?
Not from no Degrassi though
Who that bitch?
Uh, movin' kinda nasty, oh

Gats on gats
Got straps all up in the back seat, yo
Packs on packs so
Please, don't you harass me, no
Who that boy, though?
Not from no Degrassi though
Who that bitch?
Uh, movin' kinda nasty, oh

Kinda nasty, I'm in the back seat
Shouldn't love me...

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@Kristina
1,052
What Juicy say? He be like "Shut the fuck up" Mr. Cap, I think it's 'bout time, mane You tell these motherfuckers how you start yo' day, mane I just brought that motherfuckin' packets, so you know it's him I done been broke, I promise that I'll never go again Say it if I want to, I could never hold it in Right there in your face, time I never waste Break it down and roll it up, I made it out of nothin' Will I ride for my niggas when it's time? That ain't a question Gotta make sure that my baby boy is good Throwin' up that Taylor Gang, and after that it's neighborhood I know what I'm up against, and I ain't on the fence Y'all know what I represent, I'm in my element Rollin' up a paper, and get high to the sky All my homies reppin' Taylor Gang or die-da-da-da (leggo) Backseat killin' it, got my feet up Bad shorty and she feelin' it I'm the realest nigga that she been with it I'm the realest nigga that she been with it (realer) Niggas just talk, but I'm livin' it Ridin' in the backseat killin' it, got my feet up Bad shorty and she feelin' it I'm the realest nigga that she been with it (mmm) I'm the realest nigga that she been with it (mmm) Niggas just talk, but I'm livin' it (Project Pat) I was shootin' K's with the mask, kick doors for the stash (mmm-mmm) Now I ride in Calabasas wit' a mil' stashed (skrrt) Broke niggas still movin' slow like molasses NASCAR hustle in this hoe, I like fast cash (mmm) Haters like a bad rash, fuck with me, we gon' clash (uh) Get shot in your glasses, we ain't givin' passes Diamonds on my teeth, these bitches ain't keepers (mmm) But they'll suck you dry, just like they mosquitoes (shee') I'm the shitter, my dick stroke, ya girl get-uh From crumbs to the brick-uhs, got suckers sicker Louis on my feet, Louis XIII of liquor Robbers gettin' weak, don't fuck with this nigga Money flipper, 100K on me now You funny niggas, Jim Carrey cable guys You stay cappin' but ain't havin' a fuckin' dime A man beggin' like a bitch should be a fuckin' crime Backseat killin' it, got my feet up Bad shorty and she feelin' it I'm the realest nigga that she been with it I'm the realest nigga that she been with it Niggas just talk, but I'm livin' it Ridin' in the backseat killin' it, got my feet up Bad shorty and she feelin' it I'm the realest nigga that she been with it I'm the realest nigga that she been with it (leggo) Niggas just talk, but I'm livin' it (leggo, leggo, leggo, leggo) Ridin' in the backseat, bitch, I'm a boss (boss!) You can hit the cup but try not to nod off Told her, "Slob on my knob 'til my knob fall off" Yeah, I got a job for you, you gon' have to call off (no work today) Backseat, feet up, weed up Thick bitch, redbone, double D cup (mhm) Backseat, no, this ain't no taxi (nope) Choppa on the seat, that bitch right beside me (boop-boop) Rich nigga shit, you know how the vibe be (ayy) Fuckin' on a rich bitch, I'ma let her ride me (always) Yeah, I'm gettin' money but my niggas grimey (always) Cup full of mud, this shit gets slimy, in the (ayy) Backseat killin' it, got my feet up (yeah) Bad shorty and she feelin' it (yeah, ayy) I'm the realest nigga that she been with it (leggo) I'm the realest nigga that she been with it (leggo, leggo) Niggas just talk, but I'm livin' it (mhm) Ridin' in the backseat killin' it, got my feet up Bad shorty and she feelin' it I'm the realest nigga that she been with it I'm the realest nigga that she been with it (leggo) Niggas just talk, but I'm livin' it
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21
@Ellinor
122
Taj Money Yeah YSL See I got a couple niggas on the road (road) And some in the trap I got a couple niggas on the go I got a couple bitches on my back None of my niggas, they ain't ever told (told) And yeah that's a fact None of my niggas, they ain't ever fold Shots for my niggas never coming back Shots for my niggas never coming back (back) And yeah that's a fact None of my niggas, they ain't ever told That ain't my woadie, it a boy rack I got a couple niggas on the road (road) And some in the trap I got a couple niggas on the go Shots for my niggas never coming back See I heard a couple niggas try to line me And you know the rest New baby Nina dripping on my body See you could get stretched You gettin' money, I couldn't care less Got some honey's turned into a finesse Don't make me make the bulldog fetch ya Purple tips make you itch on a stretcher Hit your momma house, know you got the message Lucky you're jealousy would've been reckless Raid the condo, draggin' me by my necklace I don't get tired, lil' nigga, I be restless I was trappin', eating noodles for breakfast Took a loss and bounced it back like a checker Police took a couple sticks last summer We was glizzy, le buteur so Texas Some niggas still ten toes in these streets Still get you anything for the cheap Young and connected like the letter V Name a youngin's been more realer than me I just put some gold all over my teeth Giuseppe steppin' how we roll in the streets Hit a new stage at age of fourteen My nigga just hit a stain last week I put the nina to a nigga cheek (shh) The nigga don't speak Bro, I was broke, ain't had nothin to eat You in the streets then you know how it be Some say I'm sayin' too much when I rap But I ain't never said a name in my track I told that nigga I'm only speaking facts And uh, and that's on the trap See I got a couple niggas on the road (road) And some in the trap I got a couple niggas on the go I got a couple bitches on my back None of my niggas, they ain't ever told (told) And yeah that's a fact None of my niggas, they ain't ever fold Shots for my niggas never coming back Shots for my niggas never coming back (back) And yeah that's a fact None of my niggas, they ain't ever told That ain't my woadie, it a boy rack I got a couple niggas on the road (road) I got a couple niggas in the trap I got a couple niggas on the go Shots for my niggas never coming back See I ain't have to scheme Taliban be on my team I know some twins that will hit you with these Tallup, Tallup, Tallup, split you in piece Osama twin llama, choppa siamese Lookin' for me pack me up in the B's Lemons grip up on my bitch when I squeeze I know some kids who do hits for some trees Smoke a top and turn an opp into weed Word to my chain, heard my city in gold My bitches solid then they know that I'm told My niggas solid, they are hard as a brick Yeah I'm talking 'bout a plus 36 Word to my chain, heard my city in gold My bitches solid, then they know that I'm told My niggas solid, they are hard as a brick Yeah, I'm talking 'bout a plus 36 See I got a couple niggas on the road (road) And some in the trap I got a couple niggas on the go I got a couple bitches on my back None of my niggas, they ain't ever told (told) And yeah that's a fact None of my niggas, they ain't ever fold Shots for my niggas never coming back Shots for my niggas never coming back (back) And yeah that's a fact None of my niggas, they ain't ever told That ain't my woadie, it a boy rack I got a couple niggas on the road (road) I got a couple niggas in the trap I got a couple niggas on the go Shots for my niggas never coming back, woah
20
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147
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20
@Wyatt
303
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