Backseat Songtext

I pull up in foreign whips and she fuck with that
A boss nigga, all the lame niggas copy cat
I pull up in that Phantom and she in that Jag
Tattoos all up on my chest, on my neck and back
I'm getting money sipping lean, nothing but act
A million dollars, that's nothing but taxes
I ball out every day, I don't know how to act
I'm dropping the top on my 'Rari
They stare at me when I'm in the party
I said, "baby, we made it", she said, "baby, we did"
I'm stunting on these fuck niggas, they know what it is
Now we in the backseat, turning up
And she high off the kush, we burning up
She roll one and smoke it, and we rolling
You already know, you know how this shit go