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Backseat (feat. PnB Rock)

Pop Smoke

Hip-Hop/Rap

Music Video

[CLEAN] Pop Smoke - Backseat (feat. PnB Rock)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pop Smoke
Pop Smoke
Vocals
PnB Rock
PnB Rock
Vocals
BloodPop®
BloodPop®
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Bashar Barakah Jackson
Songwriter
Rakim Allen
Rakim Allen
Songwriter
Michael Tucker
Michael Tucker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BloodPop®
BloodPop®
Producer
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer
Rose Adams
Rose Adams
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Sage Skolfield
Sage Skolfield
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Sean Solymar
Sean Solymar
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Corey "Cutz" Nutile
Corey "Cutz" Nutile
Engineer
Bart Schoudel
Bart Schoudel
Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah (oh-oh) Oh-oh Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah (oh-oh) Ayy, like here we go, here we go, here we go now Me and you catchin' fights when it go down Late nights in Dubai, it's a coupe (skrrt) Been fallin' fast, can't lie, it's the truth (nah) Like here we go, here we go, here we go now (here we go) I swear I feel like I've been here before now Can you meet me coming from my house? (on my own) And I'd rather chill with you than with my bros (all my bros) So let's get high in the back seat Park up on the back street behind Your house (back street behind your house) As long as we keep them lights down And the noise down He can never find out (he can never find out), yeah So let's get high in the back seat Park up on the back street Behind your house (back street behind your house) As long as we keep them lights down And the noise dow He can never find out (he will never ever find out), yeah Oh-oh, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (here we go) Oh yeah, oh yeah (ayy) Oh, oh-oh-oh (here we go) Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh (here we go) Oh, oh-oh-oh (Down, he can never find out) Look, here we go, baby, here we go Shawty, why you playin'? I could put your neck on froze Drip you in designer, we all up in the stores Gucci on your body, even on your drawers I swear you got me 'bout to risk it all Would you be there if I was to fall? There's some things I gotta know (gotta know) Girl, can I trust you for sure? 'Cause we can go, smoke dope in the Rolls Two doors, skrrt-skrrt, takin' off We can go, anywhere you wanna go Twist and smoke as you play your role, play your role Play your role, I might take you home in my gang Show you that I ain't nothin' like these other lames Shawty, you know you could be my new main I could put you on some new things So let's get high in the back seat Park up on the back street behind Your house (back street behind your house) As long as we keep them lights down And the noise down, He can never find out (he can never find out), yeah So let's get high in the back seat Park up on the back street Behind your house (back street behind your house) As long as we keep them lights down And the noise down He can never find out (he will never ever find out), yeah Oh-oh, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (here we go) Oh yeah, oh yeah Oh, oh-oh-oh (here we go) Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh (here we go) Oh, oh-oh-oh (Down, he can never find out)
Writer(s): Rakim Hasheem Allen, Michael Tucker, Bashar Barakah Jackson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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