CornBreezyy Deniro - BackSeat Lyrics

Trappin Out Backseat
Hittin nem Back streets
That TRAP MONEY INA BACK
Gotta Keep that K
Case a nigga wanna try me
Gotta turn yo head, I count this Money
These niggas tryna count fa Me
Lil Hoe tried to Game me out Money
This is not ATARI.. I’m sorry
Citizen on ‘my wrist
This bih so gold it’s like Piss (Yea)
Count that money backwards it’s way faster
I’m The Shit (Yea)
Remember we was starvin
Ain nobody gave me shit
Got it out mud
Had 200 ina backseat
What you know about being them trenches
All night , all night, all night (YEA)
Holdin nat pipe so tight
You think you bout to lose yo life yea
30 my waist size
30 tucked on my waist line
Got 2 bad bitches
They be tryna fck me at the same time
Remember I had dreams a bein on television
Now I just want the money
YouTube pay for subscriptions
Trap still jumping
Police still don’t know who did it
My momma always told me
Boa you gone be a genius
Funny how that turnt out
Cus ima street chemist
Cut that Lean so good
Don’t enn know wtf you drinkin'
Countin nese racks (Yea)(Yea)
She shaking nat ass good...
Come in get these stacks (Yea)(Yea)
Trappin Out Backseat
Hittin them Back streets
That TRAP MONEY The BACK
Gotta Keep that K
Case a nigga wanna try me
Gotta turn yo head, I count this Money
These niggas tryna count fa Me
Lil Hoe tried to Game me out Money
This is not ATARI.. I’m sorry
Citizen on ‘my wrist
This bih so gold it’s like Piss.. yea
Count that money backwards it’s way faster
I’m the shit.. (yea)
Remember we was starvin
Ain nobody gave me shit
Got it out mud
Had 200 ina backseat
I’m feelin like broski wit da AR
You play wit my money
Ima Spray ya
He don’t wanna shoot it out
He know we gone chalk em out
We gone get down on his momma house
Big black truck up in yo drive way
You gone think it’s UBER XL
Got 2 big circles in yo body
Like the ferragamo belt
& I got Jesus onna main line
He say.. he ain gone no mo room left..
Why these niggas wanna play hard
RIPs, rip through vest
Only thing that’s on my mind
is getting my family outta Debt..
I Dip my wrist inside the fountain
It came out .. audemars piguet
Trappin Out Backseat
Hittin nem Back streets
That TRAP MONEY INA BACK
Gotta Keep that K
Case a nigga wanna try me
Gotta turn yo head, I count this Money
These niggas tryna count fa Me
Lil Hoe tried to Game me out Money
This is not ATARI.. I’m sorry
Citizen on ‘my wrist
This bih so gold it’s like Piss.. (Yea)
Count that money backwards it’s way faster
I’m the shit.. (Yea)
Remember we was starvin
Ain nobody gave me shit
Got it out mud
Had 200 ina backseat

Trappin Out Backseat
Hittin nem Back streets
That TRAP MONEY INA BACK
Gotta Keep that K
Case a nigga wanna try me
Gotta turn yo head, I count this Money
These niggas tryna count fa Me
Lil Hoe tried to Game me out Money
This is not ATARI.. I’m sorry
Citizen on ‘my wrist
This bih so gold it’s like Piss (Yea)
Count that money backwards it’s way faster
I’m The Shit (Yea)
Remember we was starvin
Ain nobody gave me shit
Got it out mud
Had 200 ina backseat
What you know about being them trenches
All night , all night, all night (YEA)
Holdin nat pipe so tight
You think you bout to lose yo life yea
30 my waist size
30 tucked on my waist line
Got 2 bad bitches
They be tryna fck me at the same time
Remember I had dreams a bein on television
Now I just want the money
YouTube pay for subscriptions
Trap still jumping
Police still don’t know who did it
My momma always told me
Boa you gone be a genius
Funny how that turnt out
Cus ima street chemist
Cut that Lean so good
Don’t enn know wtf you drinkin'
Countin nese racks (Yea)(Yea)
She shaking nat ass good...
Come in get these stacks (Yea)(Yea)
Trappin Out Backseat
Hittin them Back streets
That TRAP MONEY The BACK
Gotta Keep that K
Case a nigga wanna try me
Gotta turn yo head, I count this Money
These niggas tryna count fa Me
Lil Hoe tried to Game me out Money
This is not ATARI.. I’m sorry
Citizen on ‘my wrist
This bih so gold it’s like Piss.. yea
Count that money backwards it’s way faster
I’m the shit.. (yea)
Remember we was starvin
Ain nobody gave me shit
Got it out mud
Had 200 ina backseat
I’m feelin like broski wit da AR
You play wit my money
Ima Spray ya
He don’t wanna shoot it out
He know we gone chalk em out
We gone get down on his momma house
Big black truck up in yo drive way
You gone think it’s UBER XL
Got 2 big circles in yo body
Like the ferragamo belt
& I got Jesus onna main line
He say.. he ain gone no mo room left..
Why these niggas wanna play hard
RIPs, rip through vest
Only thing that’s on my mind
is getting my family outta Debt..
I Dip my wrist inside the fountain
It came out .. audemars piguet
Trappin Out Backseat
Hittin nem Back streets
That TRAP MONEY INA BACK
Gotta Keep that K
Case a nigga wanna try me
Gotta turn yo head, I count this Money
These niggas tryna count fa Me
Lil Hoe tried to Game me out Money
This is not ATARI.. I’m sorry
Citizen on ‘my wrist
This bih so gold it’s like Piss.. (Yea)
Count that money backwards it’s way faster
I’m the shit.. (Yea)
Remember we was starvin
Ain nobody gave me shit
Got it out mud
Had 200 ina backseat