Backseat lyrics

[Intro: Lady XO]
Oooo!
Yeah aye, b*tch!
Yeah wha? Haha aw sh*t I'm lit right now but f*ck it b*tch
Ay

[Verse 1: Lady XO]
I'm in the backseat
Ash in a napkin
He textin me
Ain't talkin to him
I be on money
You can't relate
You ain't goin to the bank
You not cashin out off plays
You not havin a good day
b*tch, I ain't ya f*ckin bae
Don't be callin me names yeah
Checkin on you, you okay? Ay
Put you in ya f*ckin place
You not in my f*ckin way
I be known for goin cray
Talking crazy catch a fade
I just wanna get paid
All my homies be with me
All that fake
Be astray
sh*t stuck on you like a blade
All I do is post up studio
Call out all these b*tches you a hoe
They weren't f*ckin with me back before
Now they wanna be my friend bro
Y'all so cheesy just like queso
Make em move if I say so
Where I'm from we be so cold
b*tch that's my city Chicago b*tch

[Verse 2: Guru Goldie]
Ay this off the top of my head
Don't give her di*k make her beg yeah
I live life close to the edge that's why I'm takin my meds yeah
n*ggas is built like a egg
I'll put a crack in his head
You could be trappin instead
You won't move work cuz you scared
You rather sit in the bed
I put a b*tch in a headlock
She get cut off like my dreadlocks
All of my ops get them red dots
Just like a zombie get headshots
I was out runnin them bands up
Pickin up money can't stand up
We can drop 4's in a Fanta
b*tch I'm too cold like the winter

[Verse 3: Lady XO]
Ay I'm known for all of these bars
They tried to size me up par
Now I gotta leave a scar
Bullseye I'm scorin like darts
Sweet and sour sh*t be tart
Viibez be guidin yeah that part
We snatch it right from the start
Sippin henny it's galore

[Verse 4: Guru Goldie]
Why you drinking for no reason?
Ima go and get a legion
I got b*tches out here leechin
n*ggas out here really tweakin
I don't wanna sign no label
Big bags on the table
Hella money in the way hoe
Lil baby in the way though