Bacc Seat

[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]

She want Celine, she want the Gucci

I ride with some hundreds on me, I got the blue cheese

Pull up in a Jeep, I put it on Forgi'

I want your body, gimme slop top on the front seat

We gone fuck for an hour then we gon' move to the back seat

When you give me a lap dance, baby, watch for the gat, please

Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back like a track meet

Bae, relax me, you ain't gotta ask me, huh

[Verse 1: Roddy Ricch]

G-G huh, I blew her back out

Fuckin' that bitch got her tappin' out

Got me bustin' like bustin' the racks out

I got her ridin' in the four door, huh

Draped in designer, no Polo, huh

I was in the Wraith at the Waldorf

Bought all the cars off of coco

I gotta drape you up

She got bad bitches naked with us

I got diamonds, gon' drip on the pussy

Keep 'em in the cut

I keep a bad foreign

She know that she comin', of course

Had to throw that fat ass in the Porsche

Got her face down, that ass to the north

Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Roddy Ricch & Ty Dolla $ign]

She want Celine, she want the Gucci

I ride with some hundreds on me, I got the blue cheese

Pull up in a Jeep, I put it on Forgi'

I want your body, gimme slop top on the front seat

We gone fuck for an hour then we gon' move to the back seat

When you give me a lap dance, baby, watch for the gat, please

Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back like a track meet

Bae, relax me, you ain't gotta ask me, huh (Dolla $ign)

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]

She want Celine ('Line)

I'm the Celine King ('Line king)

Eat the pussy with my grill on

Put it all on my bling bling (Bling bling)

I call her my lil' mama, she want new Balenciaga (Ooh yeah)

Sippin' saké at the 'Bu 'cause we can't go to Benihana's

2020, 720S

It's a race car (Car), better yet it's a jet

Tint my windows black (Black), gimme toppy at the light (Skrrt)

Is you into that? Baby, pull them panties to the side

We go rounds like some boxing shit (Sheesh)

But I give you way more than three minute increments (Three)

I spent a hundred on a ring on my pinky (Ring)

She said she love me every time when I'm leavin' (Leave)

I'm a fucking sex symbol (Sheesh)

[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]

She want Celine, she want the Gucci

I ride with some hundreds on me, I got the blue cheese

Pull up in a Jeep, I put it on Forgi'

I want your body, gimme slop top on the front seat

We gone fuck for an hour then we gon' move to the back seat

When you give me a lap dance, baby, watch for the gat, please

Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back like a track meet

Bae, relax me, you ain't gotta ask me, huh