Autumn - Backcourt! Lyrics

Bad bitches and fast cars, God, that's all I ask for
I'm not happy yet, but I guess that's what the cash for
Bad bitch to my left, I'm tryna snap her like a passport
Nigga chose the wrong side, now he got a backcourt
Nigga chose the wrong side, now he got a backcourt

I been had a bag, but I ain't talkin' 'bout no JanSport
Drunk as f*ck, finna f*ck up the asphalt
They don't check on me no more, but I guess that's the cash fault
I be on some cash shit, you know I like cash talk
If money ain't the topic, nigga, this could be our last talk
Tryna stay on track, bitch, that's why I stay in a damn 'Hawk
Wake up and thank God, it ain't really much to ask for

Bad bitches and fast cars, God, that's all I ask for
I'm not happy yet, but I guess that's what the cash for
Bad bitch to my left, I'm tryna snap her like a passport
Nigga chose the wrong side, now he got a backcourt
Nigga chose the wrong side, now he got a backcourt

You always in bullshit, you got what you asked for
I'm always in a new whip, what I got to be mad for?
Say she don't really do this, she sound just like my last one
Lookin' for a f*ck to give, bitch, I thought I had one
Say she got a lot of love to give, too bad, bitch, I don't have none
Niggas can't keep up with us, ain't they took your last gun?
Bad bitches and fast cars, God, that's all I ask for

Bad bitches and fast cars, God, that's all I ask for
I'm not happy yet, but I guess that's what the cash for
Bad bitch to my left, I'm tryna snap her like a passport
Nigga chose the wrong side, now he got a backcourt
Nigga chose the wrong side, now he got a backcourt

Bad bitches and fast cars, God, that's all I ask for
Bad bitches and fast cars, God, that's all I ask for