Backseat (FYTB)

(H20)
Yeah, he say I'm ghetto and sassy
I run in the mall and I get me a bag that's Why these niggas be aggy
All in the bank and I'm breakin' ya dad He wanna start up a family
Minding my business and counting the Cash

I only came for a comma yeah
Don't be with all of the drama yeah
Bitch I'm the bomb like Osama yeah
He said it taste just like caramel yeah
He eat it up and he swallow yeah
These niggas know I'm a problem yeah
Lately I'm hotter than sonas yeah
All of my lenses be Cartier

All these bitches better know
I ain't never been worried bout a hoe
Fuck you talkin' bout bitch

He say I'm Ghetto and Sassy
I run in the mall and I'm breaking ya Dad That's why these bitches be aggy
I fall in the bank and I get me a bag you Know I stay where the cash be
You came in the front and I came in the Back he wanna know where that ass be
I put them hoes in the backseat yeah
He say Im Ghetto and Sassy
I run in the mall and I'm breaking ya Dad That's why these bitches be aggy
I fall in the bank and I get me a bag you know I stay where the cash be
You came in the front and I came in the Back he wanna know where that ass be
I put them hoes in the backseat

All these bitches better know
I ain't never been worried bout a hoe
Fuck you talkin' bout bitch

He know I ball like a starter
I came in the game and I'm breaking they Ankles
They hate it cause JB go harder
I'm all in the bank and I'm breaking ya Father
That's why these bitches be bothered
These niggas so funny I take em to Harvard
He give me brain like he smarter
He call me lil JB the Scholar
These niggas my kids I need Gerber
I taste like ice-cream and its sherbet
My nigga he packing the burner
I post and I'm breaking the server
If she want the work I'm a serve her
I got that wet like a surfer
I'm going in like a burglar
He ate that up like a burger

All these bitches better know
I ain't never been worried bout a hoe
Fuck you talkin' bout bitch

He say I'm Ghetto and Sassy
I run in the mall and I'm breaking ya Dad That's why these bitches be aggy
I fall in the bank and I get me a bag you know I stay where the cash be
You came in the front and I came in the Back he wanna know where that ass be
I put them hoes in the backseat yeah
He say I'm Ghetto and Sassy
I run in the mall and I'm breaking ya Dad That's why these bitches be aggy
I fall in the bank and I get me a bag you know I stay where the cash be
You came in the front and I came in the Back he wanna know where that ass be
I put them hoes in the backseat

All these bitches better know
I ain't never been worried bout a hoe
Fuck you talkin' bout bitch



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Writer(s): Timothy Roper
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