In the backseat

Throw it in the back, in the backseat
Tap that ass, bro, play it on repeat
Throw it in the back, in the backseat
Tap that ass, bro, play it on repeat

I threw my money in a grave, never pay my way
This a new wave, dig me out of there, cop my chain
You ain't even worth two cents, you a nuisance
Always in your feelings, no legacy, some semen
With gold fillings, house got no ceilings, you so fake
That's just a revealing, you a bad episode
Of Key and Peele, so unappealing
Look at these layers, I'm peeling
You can never finance, a fine ass
With some fine wine at this time
You fell asleep, watching Jimmy Kimmel
That's a late night, shorty bring it back
Gotta make it right, gotta

Throw it in the back, in the backseat
Tap that ass, bro, play it on repeat
Throw it in the back, in the backseat
Tap that ass, bro, play it on repeat

You did the opposite, then filed a complaint
That's another ass, you didn't score
You in so much stress though, she had no dress code
She just an escort, that's your new whip
You had the dream, you would get cream
And a supreme premonition, of a pyramid scheme
Why you such a freaking sociopath
You can get the green, unless you take the social path
Keep your thoughts tight, meditate on a yoga map
Build yourself up from the ground up
That's what's up, yeah, that's what's up
To embrace a woman's love
Starts with loving us, starts with loving us

Tap that ass, bro, play it on repeat
Throw it in the back, in the backseat
Tap that ass, bro, play it on repeat

Throw it
In the
Back
Backseat
Tap that
Ass
Play it
On repeat