KC 1k - BackSeat Lyrics

Momma I'm sorry I lied to you, but you ain't see my vision
I'm ashamed of how I'm livin'
These niggas get trigger happy with the guns in their pictures
Gotta go and cop a smithson
Big dawg on the campus this year 'cause my neck piece is hittin'
Bro told me go harder you gifted
I'm loving this life that I'm livin'
My niggas is whipin' while I'm gettin..
Top in the backseat
My niggas is shooting like athletes
I'm chasing the bread like a track meet
While you talkin' that shit go and at me
F*ck a hoe I be countin' these rackies
I don't cap in my rap these is facts b
No time for bullshit young nigga be stacking
I be makin' money like yo dad be
Going hard on this shit cause I want it
That's that green on yo neck it ain't real, just pawn it
Drip on my body you want it
Stop looking cause I know that you can't afford it
Go get you a check, my pockets full of green
Ain't nothing but hustlers, killers on my team
Put the pole to his head watch it blow through his teeth
High as f*ck through the night, so what the f*ck is sleep
Niggas say that they real, but fake is what I see
Niggas be plottin' know they envy me
Come and hop on the wave, join the winning team
If he f*ck with my song he gon pay for that fee
Cost a rack just to step, spent a k on my feet
Put the pole to his chest watch him sweat through his tee
All my niggas keep burners like Ray on the heat
Grew up shooting that rock now I play for the league
These niggas can't stop me feeling like KD
Give me the ball I'm a god with that rock
These niggas get money then post on IG
I'm taking yo loot I swoop down like a hawk
All these hoes in my DMs won't get off my cock
If he reach for my chain that lil nigga get shot
All these niggas be hating they want me to flop
I'm still praying to God I just hope that I pop
Momma I'm sorry I lied to you, but you ain't see my vision
I'm ashamed of how I'm livin'
These niggas get trigger happy with the guns in their pictures
Gotta go and cop a smithson
Big dawg on the campus this year 'cause my neck piece is hittin'
Bro told me go harder you gifted
I'm loving this life that I'm livin'
My niggas is whipin' while I'm gettin..
Top in the backseat
My niggas be shooting like athletes
I'm chasing the bread like a track meet
While you talkin' that shit go and at me
F*ck a hoe I be countin' these rackies
I don't cap in my rap these is facts b
No time for bullshit young nigga be stacking
I be makin' money like yo dad be (Yeah Yeah)
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