Backseat

[Intro]
Yeah, uhh, uh yeah
Aye, you won't call me, you won't text me, you know I'm sorry
Text me, and you won't call me
I just wanna tell you that I'm sorry

[Verse]
I been off a xan, I don't know who I am
The bag on my neck, I put the bag on my wrist (yeah)
I used to be down but now I'm cashing out these checks
You went and took my heart and you ripped it out my chest
I said that I was fine but I just want the pain to end
I pull up in the Benz, she sendin' pictures to her friends
I don't think I'll ever love another bitch again
You did me so wrong, I wish we never even met (Fuck no)

[Bridge]
I swipe a couple bands then I finesse the ATM (ATM, yeah)
I got it on my own, nobody ever gave me shit (No)
I'm only 17, whoever thought that I'd be rich
If I ever go broke, you know I'm back to hittin' licks

[Chorus]
No, this ain't no coffee, got 7 Up with the Quali
Bitch, why won't you text me? Why the fuck won't you call me?
I just wanna tell you I miss you and I'm sorry
Posted up in the backseat and I'm falling off of an oxy
No, this ain't no coffee, got 7 Up with the Quali
Bitch, why won't you text me? Why the fuck won't you call me?
I just wanna tell you I miss you and I'm sorry
Posted up in the backseat and I'm falling off of an oxy

[Outro]
Yeah
Posted up in the backseat
Won't text me, won't call me
Just tell you I...
Yeah, just tell you that I'm sorry