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Gunna - In The Backseat Lyrics

[Intro]
(That boy Cassius)
(Hero did the beat poppin' through your speakers, woah)

[Chorus: Gunna & Roddy Ricch]
Ridin' in a Mulsanne Maybach in the backseat
All stars go to New York, my fans treat me like I'm Max B
That's on God
Pearly whites, ain't havin' no bad teeth
Coupe faster than the Benz Jeep
You a hoe, you don't feed yo' family
Yeah, yeah
Hoppin' in the coupe, I bend my guts with cinammon
Nigga I been trappin', trappin' send them lows in
Bitch I chase the money, I been getting winded
Maybach Maybach Maybach got the straps, I keep it tinted

[Verse 1: Gunna & Roddy Ricch]
I like it private
That bitch pussy wet as water, like a island
I pay for whatever she order, I don't mind it
Coppеd my drip off MR. PORTER, ain't got no stylist
Mmm, I was rockin' the plain bought the jewеls out
I was steppin' in wet okay
She told me to put my dick inside her mouth, she gave me that neck okay
Can't step out there gon' pay
Cause i'm tryna make a quarter today
She fucked a big stepper, don't do no foreplay
I just made a cool quarter today
She my hoe and I nut on her face
My personal whore
With Chanel and Dior
Smoke biscotti and pour up a pint
Flocka Flame, I went hard in the paint
Copped the new rollie poly
I'm in New York and I got me a shank
[Chorus: Gunna & Roddy Ricch]
Ridin' in a Mulsanne Maybach in the backseat
All stars go to New York, my fans treat me like I'm Max B
That's on God, Pearly whites, ain't havin' no bad teeth
Coupe faster than the Benz Jeep
You a hoe, you don't feed yo' family
Yeah, yeah
Hoppin' in the coupe, I bend my guts with cinammon
Nigga I been trappin', trappin' send them lows in
Bitch I chase the money, I been getting winded
Maybach Maybach Maybach got the straps, I keep it tinted

[Verse 2: Roddy Ricch & Gunna]
Amiri Amiri glitter on my wrist, and on my skinnies
Big racks big racks jumpin' out my jeans, I keep a 20 piece
I'm so proud of my bitch, I draped her in some Fendi
When I be parkin' lot pimpin', I keep the F&N wit' me
Young Gunna get [?] on these bitches, niggas ain't seeing me
I flew my mom Miami bitch, she wit' me on BET
I'm wit' Lil' Roddy in Compton, got my hair like Eazy E
I done really got used to this money, all my cars come with TV's

[Chorus: Gunna & Roddy Ricch]
Ridin' in a Mulsanne Maybach in the backseat
All stars go to New York, my fans treat me like I'm Max B
That's on God, Pearly whites, ain't havin' no bad teeth
Coupe faster than the Benz Jeep
You a hoe, you don't feed yo' family
Yeah, yeah
Hoppin' in the coupe, I bend my guts with cinammon
Nigga I been trappin', trappin' send them lows in
Bitch I chase the money, I been getting winded
Maybach Maybach Maybach got the straps, I keep it tinted