BACKSEAT

[Intro] (Lil' Fox, why you so godly, cuz?) [Verse 1: G Herbo] I put energy all in the streets, it was my passion 10K, 'fit is black, I would've did a hit in fashion Commit heinous acts, I'm grateful mama never askin' Chain was eighty racks, my neck adapted, I'm Alaskan Told a bitch facts and I'll never take it back Shit I spent in Saks, I'll probably never make it back Fly from LAX 'cause shit's shakin' in the Raq My shooter got dreads and he Jamaican with the hats Your mans talk to feds, smell like bacon, he a rat Starter kit, tap a head, get a Kriss Vec' in a Scat Niggas speakin' on the dead, Club Houses, in the chat When it's that, like a car seat, strap up in the back [Chorus: G Herbo & Big Opp] Hop right in the backseat Tap once, clap three, hop right in the backseat Hop right out the backseat, hop right out the backseat Hop right out the backseat, hop right out the backseat Hop right in the backseat, hop right out the backseat Hop right out the backseat, hop right out the backseat Hop right in the backseat, hop right out the backseat Hop right out the backseat, hop right out the backseat (Uh, uh, Opp, haha) [Verse 2: Big Opp] Hop right out the backseat, it's summertime Lil' bro wanna search for hats, I help him catch three I cannot lie, I remember when Lil Greg died, we spinned they shit for weeks I was smokin' shit for my brother, give a fuck about money, I'm doin' that shit for free I like your chain and I like the way it shine, boy, give me them VVs Before the Drenches, just ask 'bout Jumpout Gang, put shit up on TV They outside deep, I'm finna swing my door, jump out and catch a B A SRT, I'm doggin' this bitch down Stony, I'm fuckin' up the streets (Fuckin' up the streets) Hop right out the backseat, I up my switch and threw at it a crowd, they ass had fast feet Got good aim like I'm playin' a video game, they say I used a cheat When we go on them missions, I say, "Mask up," my favorite spot, the backseat, pussy [Chorus: G Herbo] Hop right in the backseat Tap once, clap three, hop right in the backseat Hop right out the backseat, hop right out the backseat Hop right out the backseat, hop right out the backseat Hop right in the backseat, hop right out the backseat Hop right out the backseat, hop right out the backseat Hop right in the backseat, hop right out the backseat Hop right out the backseat, hop right out the backseat [Bridge: Chief Keef] Chain goin' crazy, you can see it from the backseat Ferrari got the back doors in the backseat If I ain't by this motherfucker, you can slap me If I ain't by this motherfucker, come attack me Yeah, nigga, you can whack me I wasn't in the front, you can shoot me from the backseat At twelve, I got my ass beat High as fuck in granny backseat, nigga [Verse 3: Chief Keef] High as fuck in granny backseat when I was twelve In the backseat, I jumped out to run from 12 Why you jump out? 'Cause nigga, I got stuff to sell How your ass duckin' shells? Don't be tough as hell In the backseat, charged as hell like a Duracell Boy, your ass broke as hell, go pick up a Zelle Chief So, you're rich as hell, please stay out of jail Fly by like a bat comin' out of hell (Comin' out of hell) Fly by like a bat comin' out of— (Uh) In the backseat, high as hell off of hella L's I was smokin' L's way before I had my damn [ales ?] I was on the L with a Glock, not for show and tell I'll pop your ass, put one in your head and your tail Snake-ass nigga, now you know your tail very frail Slide the door back, flip your ass like it's heads or tails Foenem in your hood, catchin' hats like they on sale They can catch me or not, either way, I'm gon' bail (Bang, gon' bail) They can catch me or not, nigga, either way, I'm gon' bail (Bail) You just sold out to the feds, nigga, that's the wrong sale In the backseat, we got hundreds in the Honda, nigga They can't get it, nigga, but they wanna, nigga Just keep runnin', just keep runnin', just keep runnin', nigga What's a hundred, nigga? It's a furnace, nigga If I'm comin', then I'm comin' like a comet, nigga Slow one, trip up in the backseat, make you vomit, nigga They'll only excuse you if you got the stomach, nigga