Russ Millions - Backseat [ Lyrics ]

Lyrics:

Chat them ah chat
Attack me
F**k on the backseat
Relax me
Bedroom bully
Girl take off the panties

Chat dem ah chat
They cannot attack me
Gun lean
Girl get f**k on the backseat
Tek time baby,
You're tryna kalas me
Bedroom bully
Girl tek off your panties

Yo grab it grab it,
Slap it, tap it
Then fire rockets
Yo bro rapid man need a matic,
So massive, won’t fit in my jacket
Buni’s manic is he’s a different savage,
Passive, catch him in traffic,
Automatic, pull up, crash it,
Cali addict, on a different planet,
Don’t compare me to other guys,
Heard my voice and she start getting butterflies,
Spins don’t jam, that’s why that’s my type
Bro don’t hop out the whip, just drive by,
Got one hand in the air, no high five,
Big man ting, why the opps so lie lie,
You know Russ but your girl knows shy shy,
Girl tek wood, make her scream out dye dye

Chat them a chat
They cannot attack me
Gun lean
Girl get f**k on the backseat
Tek time baby you're tryna kalas me
Bedroom bully
Girl tek off ya panties

Cali weed, I love ganja
Lick him down with that, pumper
Take time when I hit it,
She grab man’s d**k with acrylics,
More time anywhere I go, I stay wid it,
And if I don’t, brodi rolling with it,
Killy milly, took the scene on violence,
Dropped one tune, left the haters silent,
You might see me with E&ZT
S.O.S. if they anti-green,
H double S, Head Shot Specialist,
Swing man’s arm, tryna dip man’s head,
C double S, Chest Shot Specialist,
Dip ching splash, tryna tear up flesh,
B double S, Bedroom Specialist,
Russ don’t play leave the usna wet

Chat them a chat
They cannot attack me
Gun lean
Girl get f**k on the backseat
Tek time baby you're tryna kalas me
Bedroom bully
Girl take off ya panties

My head gets hot, mad like Wiley,
He don’t like me, girls wanna pipe me,
Make a man try me, Russ get lively,
Coke cans 32s come so tiny Sexy
IVY rates me highly,
Double tap IG, f**k CID,
Wanna d**k down Steff, but its unlikely,
Love a brown skin ting, like I love lighties,
Watch them man dash, car shoulda crashed?
My man got shook in the pass,
Do him up the same way we done,
Me and bro that’s headshot gang,
Check the charts, now they’re big big mad,
I rubbed the opps out, and they’re hurting bad,
In the backseat, where your bird got s*****d,
Might hold a G Lock, for a Birkin bag,

Chat them ah chat
They cannot attack me
Gun lean
Girl get f**k on the backseat,
Tek time bab you're tryna kalas me
Bedroom bully
Girl take off ya panties

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