Duwap Kaine
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[Intro]
We on (Is that Chris?)
Oh, oh
Riding with that choppa in the back of the whip
Riding with that choppa in the back of the whip
Riding with that choppa in the back of the whip
Riding with that choppa in the back of the whip
Riding with that choppa in the back of the whip
Riding with that choppa in the back of the whip
Riding with that choppa in the back of the whip
[Verse]
Riding with that choppa in the back of the whip
Nigga talk shit 'til his car got flipped
Pour me up, whole cup got sipped
Who this ass bitch, I ain't giving no tip
Thot ass bitch wanna give me lip
Fuck niggas wanna talk straight from they lips
My niggas blood so they all got deal
Trust nobody so I carry a trip
I'm a real nigga, let's make this clear
Big 45, what's this shit here?
Gotta get rich and bustdown my ear
I was taught to have no fear
I see a real nigga in the mirror
Can't [?] and shit when I steer
I was placed here to help my peers
Didn't get shit, why you got a tear?
[?] me some Ricky Rozay
She cheating on you, nigga watch your damn bae
I paid for the hair and I got her shit flayed
And that's what she get for being my maid
I'm smoking on doja to finish this song
She calling me bro, know she in the wrong
I need me a bad bitch, Nia Long
You got you a rat bitch on your phone
I'm in LA, Fresh Prince of Bel-Air
And I'm tryna sip on some Belaire
Ride with that Glock, you know I don't care
This dope that I'm smoking send me to the air
Hold on lil' bro, get up in there
Designer shoes, need every pair
I'ma get a crib with a massage chair
My niggas, they coming, you gon' need a prayer
If you a fuck nigga, no, we not gon' spare you
Don't try me lil' nigga, I dare you
And I'm pretty sure I don't really scare you
But them bullets be flying, man, niggas get scared
Lil' bro, yeah, get up in there
Fuck that, let me cut the autotune on
Gave me a [?] what they on?
Big gangster shit, nigga, Al Capone
But I ain't on what Al Capone on
I'm just tryna stick to flipping this dough
I'm just tryna stick to smoking that dope
I'm just tryna stick to riding in foreigns
I'm just tryna stick to stacking up fortunes
I can tell the future, I'm a fortune
We got in a shootout, made him forfeit
I took my braids out and I looked like [?]
I put the dope in the blunt, touch the orbit
Bitch, why you still talking? You so boring
Just copped some purple shit, I be scoring
I seen the police and I floored it
Y'all moving slow, nigga, like a tortoise
Punching this shit, nigga, Marcus Morris
Freestyling shit, nigga fuck a chorus
I'm stepping on shit, I'm a stegosaurus
Backseat was written by Duwap Kaine.
Backseat was produced by ChrisSaves.
Duwap Kaine released Backseat on Thu Jun 17 2021.