Backseat Bandit

Lyrics

[Intro: Drakeo the Ruler] Then, then come to the mic like shit, nigga And I made this off the green, I couldn't find no more lean It's bad, bitch Oh shit Ugh [Verse 1: Drakeo the Ruler] Clowns, they all hate me Nobody never gave me nothing, on my baby Where was you when I was hittin' gates in Maisons? Scuff marks and I just bought these yesterday Bag chasing, in the coupe drag racing These niggas dorks, all these niggas will get torched We know who winning, you ain't gotta check the score Off this mud, I'm abusing Morton Grove Off a twenty, I would say I'm more than poured These niggas jaycats, I'm flu flamming off PayPals Ten mopsticks all in the couch in my case files But don't nobody know you when the D.A. playing foul And all these bitches want you when they hear you getting out But I ain't fuckin' with 'em, the fuck I look like, a clown? Goddamn [Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler] Too busy flu flamming mansions I told her, "Baby, what's up with all them niggas you barebacking?" You curving niggas on the 'Gram but you's a backseat bandit I told the bitch I was too busy flu flamming mansions You curving niggas on the 'Gram but you's a backseat bandit [Verse 2: SaySoTheMac] SaySoTheMac, I'm flu flamming her trap Backseat with the trick, busting bareback Twenty hunduns what the bitch better bring back (Racks) You wifing the ho, you better get that ring back (Bitch) The twat got elastic, backseat bandit She ate two Xanax, fuckin' without a plastic She drastically out of pocket, she get her ass kicked Sucking dick with dry lips, get her a chapstick SaySoTheMac, king of firing a fag bitch (Huh?) Broke-ass niggas mad 'cause they ain't got a bag, bitch Pull up at the Slauson just to polish my teeth (Bling) I had to break the lil' bitch before she polished my meat [Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler] Too busy flu flamming mansions I told her, "Baby, what's up with all them niggas you barebacking?" You curving niggas on the 'Gram but you's a backseat bandit I told the bitch I was too busy flu flamming mansions You curving niggas on the 'Gram but you's a backseat bandit [Outro: Drakeo the Ruler] Damn, baby I'm trying to figure out what's going on, like Shit, like, you wanna, like, curving and all that, like Bitch, all that, all them followers and all that, bitch, yeah Hundred, two thousand, three thousand, hundred thousand, million Like, like, you the bareback champion bitch, like Bitch, you need to chill out, like You know you was in that coupe goin' crazy All she wanted to talk 'bout was like, "Damn, daddy" She's a backseat bandit I'm saying though, hey, hey, free everybody Y'all know, y'all, y'all know what's happening Bitch, you know what them seats look like, bitch (Shawn Beats)