Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Backseat Bandit, artist - Drakeo The Ruler. Date of issue: 10.02.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Backseat Bandit |
| Then come to the mic like shit nigga, haha |
| And I made this off the green, I couldn’t find no more lean |
| Hahahaha, it’s bad, haha, bitch, hahaha |
| Oh shit, hahaha |
| Clowns, they all hating |
| Nobody never gave me nothing, on my baby |
| Where was you when I was hittin' gates in Maisons |
| Scuff marks and I just bought these yesterday |
| Bag chasing, in the coupe drag racing |
| These niggas dorks, all you niggas will get torched |
| We know who winning, you ain’t gotta check the score |
| Off this mud, I’m abusing Morton Grove |
| Off a twenty, I would say I’m more than poured |
| These niggas jaycats, I’m flu flamming off PayPal |
| Ten mopsticks all in the couch in my case files |
| But don’t nobody know you when the D.A. |
| playing foul |
| And all these bitches want you when they hear you getting out |
| But I ain’t fuckin' with 'em, the fuck I look like, a clown? |
| Goddamn |
| Too busy flu flamming mansions |
| I told her baby what’s up with all them niggas you barebacking? |
| You curving niggas on the Gram but you’s a backseat bandit |
| I told the bitch I was too busy flu flamming mansions |
| You curving niggas on the Gram but you’s a backseat bandit |
| SaysoTheMac, I’m flu flamming her trap |
| Backseat with the trick, busting bareback |
| Twenty hunduns what the bitch better bring back |
| You wifing a ho, you better get that ring back |
| The twat got elastic, backseat bandit |
| She ate two xanax, fuckin' with all the plastics |
| She drastically out of pocket, she get her ass kicked |
| Sucking dick with dry lips, get her a chapstick |
| SaysoTheMac, king of firing a fag bitch |
| Broke ass niggas mad 'cause they ain’t got a bag bitch |
| Pull up at the Slauson just to polish my teeth |
| I had to break the lil bitch before she polished my meat |
| Too busy flu flamming mansions |
| I told her baby what’s up with all them niggas you barebacking? |
| You curving niggas on the Gram but you’s a backseat bandit |
| I told the bitch I was too busy flu flamming mansions |
| You curving niggas on the Gram but you’s a backseat bandit |
| Damn baby, haha |
| I’m trying to figure out what’s going on, like |
| Shit, like, you on like curving and all that |
| Bitch all them followers and all that shit, yeah |
| Hundred, two thousand, three thousand, hundred thousand, million |
| Like, like you the bareback champion bitch, like |
| Bitch you need to chill out like |
| You in that coupe goin' crazy, what you talkin' 'bout? |
| Like damn daddy |
| She’s a backseat bandit |
| I’m saying though, hey hey free everybody, hey |
| Y’all know, y’all know what’s up |
| Bitch you know what them seats look like, bitch, hahahaha |