Ms. Backseat Love / The Gut Feeling

Ms. Backseat Love [Intro] Tory: Hello? Yo Lucille, what's good? Lucille: What's up? Tory: Yo shawty, I'm up on block 212 with my niggas, what you doin'? Lucille: Where you at? Tory: I'm on the westside, where you at? Lucille: I need to get the hell up outta here Tory: 'Cause? Lucille: My man trippin' [Hook] I know you heard about me So what's the word about me? That me and my niggas done came up And she gotta remember he weak So she grindin' on me, perfect timin' on me In the backseat of my Ranger Shawty, I'm gon' put it down, down Shawty, I'm gon' put it down, down Shawty, I'm gon' put it down Shawty, I'm gon' put it down, down I'm caught up in the motherfuckin' Backseat with your love [Interlude] Nah, I'm tryna keep it real with y'all niggas, man Ya know what I'm sayin? Like this shit sound crazy but happen, you know what I'm sayin? Shawty fucked me in the back of my car nigga, I call her backseat love nigga Lil Ms. Backseat Love (Tell us how it happened nigga) You know what I'm sayin'? It happened like woopty woo, pass me the blunt So like woopty woo, shawty, came through And I was like, "Yo hop in the whip" We sip, we smoke Shawty just started coming onto the Fargo so I'm like Yo I've gotta take her down like Chris Brown, baby You know what I'm sayin'? Took her to the backseat Whum whum nigga we get it in But here's the crazy part though Remember homie we slit on the other day? It's this nigga's bitch It's homie bitch my nigga (Bro get the fuck out of here) Yeah, risky business, nigga He said I ain't gon' front though Like I still fuck around and hit that bitch like today, my nigga Like this shit crazy, nigga That head top was crazy, I'm tryna go up Ya feel me, nigga? The Gut Feeling [Verse] As I stand on my toes, playin' my boss My foot leg in the snow cold As the window brim when it breeze and it blow Try to live like Christ in the image of 'em But life with these niggas from a lost breed, double crossin' thoughts to breed in Droppin' out with no job, made it hard to succeed, fuck I'm puttin' in work but I'm stuck I'm pushin' this work but it sucks Down in that third like my worth made bucks, fuck it I'm livin' amongst rugged niggas that go fuck with niggas With fuckin' digits and as long as they surround your kin Come and kick it, oh fuck with the one Nothin' under this sun exquisite Sink into my stomach as I laugh and brag with some of my youngiin's from this rotten onion Just the thought alone that shawty havin' my phone and number Hit my call, I knew that there was more in store for me The rock inside, I knew that it was more important for me 10, but ain't this who I am? Convincin' myself dear mama, wasn't gon' tell 'em that She got them rolled on and drop low's, exploded 4's on 'em I know she knows wussup, nowhere to go but up