Baccseat

I'll pop me a wheelie
I'll pop me a nigga
I don't pop prescription
My gas is medicinal
I'm out with my niggas every night like ritual
We're not a gang it's a cult
Gold chain not a rope
Cocaines on my feet she like cocaine in her nose

I just roll through my city
Might tint up my whip they won't know that's it me
He wanna beef but ain't no dissing me
You focus on you and I focus on me
And if not we gone clash if we out in the streets
We stomp you out if we out in the street
We stomp you out and I yeezy my feet
Lurk through your block in the night like a creep
Ain't playing games you could hide we could seek
You took a backseat
It was just three years ago I was free styling in the back seat
Fuck a bitch out in New York
Sent her home in a taxi
Her mans a pussy boy he needs a maxi
I was rolling cookie boy in that backseat
I kept a toolie case them niggas try attack me
Might roll in the backseat
Can't take a back seat
I'm in the lead come catch me
Fuck the sneak dissing come at me
For the cheese I see the rat in them
These niggas pussy they got cat in them
That boy switched up on his team like Kd
So they mad at him
I can't trade up on my team like Lillard
I'm gone ride with them
Same niggas I was in recess with
I'm gone slide with them

These hoes wanna know just what I'm thinking
Can't confide in them
My hoes head game crazy said I love them
But I lied to them
I can't box right now
I got 12 rounds you can collide with them
See me with members and I'm one of them
Feel like Tupac cause I'm high above the rim
I'm on the east coast rocking red like I'm brim
I fuck with some reds I fuck with some blues
We call him Steve cause he leaving clues
Like I rigged the game no I cannot lose
I don't sip the booze I'm sipping the snooze
I don't follow rules I was bad in school
My mom sat in class when I act fool
I don't need a pass where I'm go I'm cool
He fuck with my cash and he get a casket
I'm fucking his bitch he got hot blew a gasket
I live my life like this shit ever lasting
I'm still gone fuck on that bitch if it's plastic
I wanna pull up and swerve in an Aston
I think that her name was Aston
All of my niggas they follow the creed
We got hoodies on like some assassins
I'm rocking the Para
I'm rocking the Ug
I'm rocking thousand
She liking my fashion
Imma hit from the back
Tryna fuck so hard
Tryna fuck her so wild
Fuck that girl out her lashes
Imma need me some whips
But I don't need a lashing
I pop tabs rock star my status
I fell asleep tucked with my ratchet
You fell asleep cuddling with that ratchet
I woke up this morning cashing
She's not my girl she's just my best friend
She throw it back I intercept it
Left her nigga shitty like a septic
I got some money but I need the rest in
I turned to vampire I don't need no rest then
I'm rocking supreme
I'm smoking blue dream
And this a cliché but we focused on cream
Just me and my team Fo came with the beam
Lil cuz off the bean he came with the lean
The way I keep winning I might need a ring
I feel like Thugga when I let it ring
I might just
Come on her
Her face and her spleen
I might go back to my hood
And give my yeezys to a fiend
I might blow my college funds on a brand new saleen



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy K Bankston Jr.
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