Backseat
Don't know why, yeah I don't know why
Don't know why, don't know why yeah
I just don't know why, I just don't know why
I get so high, I think my life ain't right
Yeah, I got my bread, so man I don't know why
I've been so blue, I'm flying as a kite
Rolling doobies in the backseat
I got the thrax, you want to match me?
I think, I'm coming back like backstreet, stop me
I'm just trying to make it go away
I'm just trying to make it go, go, go, yeah
You know that I'm searching gold, gold, gold, yeah
VVS, in my dreams, I got a super hoe
Shoot my shot, home run, that's a super-bowl
What?
Bro, what are you talking about, man?
Hustle like a man
Shorty got them bands
I ain't got it all
But baby, I'm you're Superman
I got super bands
Do you have a man?
Do you have a man?
I'm trying to make some plans
I got lots of plans
Toes up in the sand, do you have a man?
Can we make some plans?
Baby, grab my hand
I just don't know why, I just don't know why
I get so high, I think my life ain't right
Yeah, I got my bread, so man I don't know why
I've been so blue, I'm flying as a kite
Rolling doobies in the backseat
I got the thrax, you want to match me?
I think, I'm coming back like backstreet, stop me
I'm just trying to make it go away
Don't know why, don't know why yeah
I just don't know why, I just don't know why
I get so high, I think my life ain't right
Yeah, I got my bread, so man I don't know why
I've been so blue, I'm flying as a kite
Rolling doobies in the backseat
I got the thrax, you want to match me?
I think, I'm coming back like backstreet, stop me
I'm just trying to make it go away
I'm just trying to make it go, go, go, yeah
You know that I'm searching gold, gold, gold, yeah
VVS, in my dreams, I got a super hoe
Shoot my shot, home run, that's a super-bowl
What?
Bro, what are you talking about, man?
Hustle like a man
Shorty got them bands
I ain't got it all
But baby, I'm you're Superman
I got super bands
Do you have a man?
Do you have a man?
I'm trying to make some plans
I got lots of plans
Toes up in the sand, do you have a man?
Can we make some plans?
Baby, grab my hand
I just don't know why, I just don't know why
I get so high, I think my life ain't right
Yeah, I got my bread, so man I don't know why
I've been so blue, I'm flying as a kite
Rolling doobies in the backseat
I got the thrax, you want to match me?
I think, I'm coming back like backstreet, stop me
I'm just trying to make it go away
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Writer(s): Dyllen George
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