Lyrics:
throw it in a brown bag Torn over which brand of car you’re gunna buy next Top level trim with a heater in the back-rest And you don’t give a fuck about
secrets use my shoulder as your backrest All the memories it's like a dream the shit is timeless Couldn't just like me the way that I liked you Changed my
Hold my head on the backrest, don't forget to not stay awake, abstain from looking at fire Lucky vacation with my German girlfriend. She won't meet
my sannin They wanna be me, no point of access Hop on a feature and ask for a backrest Score me a baddie like La La Vasquez Took a break for a sec,
check, checkety check, bumpin' 'Let It Spray' I got my feet up, backrest down, and GA$ in the driver's seat We finna cruise down to float town, we vibin'
Can't complain coz I’m mad blessed I break backs then backrest Had to get out the endz it was practically a crack nest Could say that I’ve been
my sins, i need a backrest (Yup) run up on me you a lost 'cause If I were you I would back step Otherwise after me, your gettin' dapped next Who
some ad sets Setting my course like it's Mapquest I rap even more when they tell me to rap less While my real fans supporting like a backrest Hating me
I am drifting, sitting here Picking the feathers From a pillow Come see their new formation On the backrest Of this couch Do you ever Feel
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