Backseat Bandit

[Intro: Drakeo the Ruler]
Then, then come to the mic like shit, nigga
And I made this off the green, I couldn't find no more lean
It's bad, bitch
Oh shit
Ugh

[Verse 1: Drakeo the Ruler]
Clowns, they all hate me
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 these 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 PayPals
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

[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
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

[Verse 2: SaysoTheMac]
SaysoTheMac, I'm flu flamming her trap
Backseat with the trick, busting bareback
Twenty hunduns what the bitch better bring back (Racks)
You wifing the ho, you better get that ring back (Bitch)
The twat got elastic, backseat bandit
She ate two Xanax, fuckin' without a plastic
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 (Huh?)
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 (Bling)

[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
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

[Outro: Drakeo the Ruler]
Damn, baby
I'm trying to figure out what's going on, like
Shit, like, you wanna, like, curving and all that, like
Bitch, all that, all them followers and all that, bitch, 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 know you was in that coupe goin' crazy
All she wanted to talk 'bout was like, "Damn, daddy"
She's a backseat bandit
I'm saying though, hey, hey, free everybody
Y'all know, y'all, y'all know what's happening
Bitch, you know what them seats look like, bitch
(Shawn Beats)