BACKSEAT DRIVER

Yeah, yeah
Baby, I could be your Backseat Driver
Chillin’ In the back like the taxi, see
Never trustin’ maps if you ask me, me
And don’t go that way I know the backstreets
Baby, I could be your Backseat Driver
Chillin’ In the back like the taxi
Never, never trustin’ maps if you ask me, me
And don’t go that way I know the backstreets

Yeah
Aye

I’ve been chillin’ in the back
Of this taxi cab
With my feet up on the dash
For the past week
Baby, puff, puff pass
From this backseat
Ain’t no windows cracked
Don’t crash, baby!
BP oil spill
Don’t let this gas leak!
Say you can’t breath
But when we at peace
We could plant trees
Now isn’t that sweet
We should drive home
In case your man sees
We’ll take the backstreets
Chick, don’t ask me if I’m lost
I ain’t lost
Well at least not badly, uh
Yeah, with my Seat belt fastened
As the whole world pass me (by)
Keep the AC blasting
You know California with this damn heat!

Now I gotta go
Gotta take the piss
While we on the road
Gotta let em know
Go and get it done
Go take the 101
Out to LAX
And it’s just hot as fuck
I could be your Backseat Driver
Chillin’ In the back like the taxi, see
Never trustin’ maps if you ask me, me
And don’t go that way I know the backstreets

I mean
Baby
We been outta line
We been outta hand
Can we hit rewind?
Like the high demand
While we on the road
Gotta get it done
Cannot bend or fold
When you the chosen one

And I wish I could drive
I’d take an alternate route
Gotta beautiful mind
With a head a full of doubt
Comparisons gettin’ the best of me
Like Destiny Child
Feel like everyone ahead of me now
Indefinitely better than me
Could be a hell of a crowd
In the seats when I’m sellin’ em out
Still won’t believe em
Ain't got no reason for being
I’m a rebel without (a cause)
I’m speakin’ dirt on my name
If it’s ever announced
For now…

I’d be remiss
Not to mention this
How you quick to hit the brakes
Like the Tesla (la)
On my Roots
Breakin’ down like I’m
Quest Love
And what’s next love?
You way ahead
Breakin’ it off
Before I mess up
And that’s messed up! (true)
And I’m messed up
Yeah but guess what?
Yeah when that’s done
You Comin’ back home
We need a rest stop
It’s just a speed bump
I know you fed up

I could be your Backseat Driver
Chillin’ In the back like the taxi, see
Never trustin’ maps if you ask me, me
And don’t go that way I know the backstreets

Baby
Listen
We should take the long way home!
Stop frontin’ like you always do, oh
We should take the long way home
And I think we went the wrong way home…
Baby…
We should take the long way home!
Stop frontin’ like you always know, oh
We should take the long way home
And I think we went the wrong way home…

I could be your Backseat Driver
Chillin’ In the back like the taxi, see
Never, never trustin’ maps if you ask me, me
And don’t go that way I know the backstreets
Listen…
I could be your!
I could be yours
And you could be mine
And I could be yours
When I’m on the tours
And you could be mine
And I could be yours, oh no mhm
I could be your!