Backseat.

Yuh Yuh Uh, Uh Hmmmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmmm Hmmm That bitch gon' hop in the back seat I'm trynna get my freak on Smoking the loudest of weed Selling an ounce of the finest is something that you cannot speak on I got the fabrics on me I be geeked out, Yeah I'm in my Rick Owens Baddie on me, Baddie she, Baddie she tell me she love me I tell her ok But I see her next week, Huh, Huh Shit got me weak Jump out that bih' and I'm balling like yeah She sucking my dick and I'm pulling her hair Stacking the rackies, The rackies so tall when I jump off of it I feel like superman, Yeah I cannot go back, I cannot go back I was broke before, can't go back, I get hella racks Got a scope with a red beam, Push your wig back Sit one step ahead of you, I did that I don't know about you but I'm selfish with the bread Smoking on the bed head, Selling all my meds Trynna make the bank, get money for this shit Trynna make it for the music, So I make it in the end Make it in the end Make it in the end So I make it in the end, Bitch Bitch, I made it in the end Hmmmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmmm Hmmm That bitch gon' hop in the back seat I'm trynna get my freak on Smoking the loudest of weed Selling an ounce of the finest is something that you cannot speak on I got the fabrics on me I be geeked out, Yeah I'm in my Rick Owens Baddie on me, Baddie she, Baddie she tell me she love me I tell her ok But I see her next week, Huh, Huh Shit got me weak Jump out that bih' and I'm balling like yeah She sucking my dick and I'm pulling her hair Stacking the rackies, The rackies so tall when I jump off of it I feel like superman, Yeah