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letra de backseat - tanasohunnit

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(laughs)
i work the backseat
longlivejames
i work the backseat
i work the backseat
b-tch i work the backseat

verse 1: ctb mage
i work the back seat we went, four deep and got twelve people shot
pull up on the block, we smoking runts, that sh-t just made me hot
red dot demond sh-t, y′all n-ggas don’t wanna play the plot
my youngin told me rock out we gone make it to the top
ain′t get no sleep i’m up i’m really tryna creep down on yo block
ain′t have sh-t i had to walk, talking to jock like i′m the boss
im switching levels on you hoes, making that bread b-tch i’m on go
my youngins spend b-tch you a hoе
b-tch i′m on top changing the he flow
ask me what’s lovе b-tch i don′t know, my youngins spend to i say stop
verse 2: ctb mage
they cook that work just like some crops
we bangin purple we won’t stop
all in yo section we gone pop
200 cash up on some shoes
i′m on yo ass b-tch you want move
b-tch we gone pause and then resume
upping my stick that bihh go boom!
ctb gang is what i’m on
reach for my chain gone be a clone
shoot up yo spot you made the song
30 stick hanging that b-tch long
i’m in the boot why that b-tch dark
don′t even fight bih i use sprarks
call up the gang b-tch they gone blow
shoutout to jay b-tch baby blow
verse 3: ctb mage
d2 he up he high he, energize up off them piles
k5 she finna crash diving just like the navy seal
z6 he in his feelings finna flash an get a k!ll
can′t forget about lil dave he apart of ctb
rolling up them blunts smoking exotic, b-tch pass it to me
if you smoking swishers you a lame, b-tch can’t f-ck with me
ice are my neck n-ggas be hating, so they want the beef
i′m a big gangster if you move, imma punch you in neck
all that talking for that net, tell em’ pull up where we up at
big ass rode under my pillow, that′s gone really get you sketch
whole lotta ice up on my neck, b-tch my sh-t froze b-tch where you at?
spray em down just like a holes, tell yo b-tch she can get wet
soul on ice b-tch my heart cold, ain’t got no money so don′t bet
yo b-tch she tryna suck my d-ck, all at the beach don’t give a f-ck
ain’t even timing my sh-t p-ssy b-tch, just know that i′m gone buss

verse 4: tanasohunnit
f-ck all the opps you know scared
my lil yungin banging blue but, that lil n-gga he see red
he spoke on keth now b-tch he dead
applying pressure with this b-tch, we tryna put ah b-tch to bed
i got lil mage up in this b-tch yelling, like wtf he said?
yelling like wtf he said just, like ah halo
he caught one up in the head 
theses n-ggas funny call em ted
spilt his sh-t open like ah egg

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