Video Backseat Remix de Abstract 2025 Cristiana Lyrics

Abstract - Backseat Remix Lyrics

[Intro: TJ Hickey]
I see so many women in the backseat, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: TJ Hickey]
I see so many women in the backseat tryna get at me
You know how I'm living, homie, ain't the same as last week
What you want, what you want, what you need, uh-huh
It's too late, you a fake, I don't need 'em
I see so many women in the backseat tryna get at me
You know how I'm living, homie, ain't the same as last week
What you want, what you want, what you need, uh-huh
It's too late, you a fake, I don't need 'em

[Verse 1: TJ Hickey]
Shawty, oh shawty, I'm walkin' up to the party
I mean I'm sorry 'bout [?], I gotta go, yeah
But really you been a hater and I won't text to you later
I won't be seein' you later, you better know
What you want, shawty I got [nine?]
And they would hate, really I got [prized?]
I leveled up and I'll never come back
Buckle up baby, 'bout to be a hell of a night
I've been lit up, I've been lookin' like the Fourth of July
This a stick-up, everybody get your hands to the sky
Thank god when I drive and I—
[Chorus: TJ Hickey]
I see so many women in the backseat tryna get at me
You know how I'm living, homie, ain't the same as last week
What you want, what you want, what you need, uh-huh
It's too late, you a fake, I don't need 'em
I see so many women in the backseat tryna get at me
You know how I'm living, homie, ain't the same as last week
What you want, what you want, what you need, uh-huh
It's too late, you a fake, I don't need 'em

[Verse 2: Abstract]
Know my worth, never get me for a discount
Way too many wanna hit me for the handout
Know your type 'cause I know you used to be mine
Nowadays feel like that's another lifetime
I stay over it, most can't handle it
Wised up once I got burned, I'm recoverin'
Stay switching lames so the fakes can't tail me
Snakes out the gate, really nothing they can sell me
You need a quick flip, can tell by your lipstick
That you're tryna leave your mark then slide
But I know a quick hit no longer my preference
Your type used to get me high

[Chorus: TJ Hickey]
I see so many women in the backseat tryna get at me
You know how I'm living, homie, ain't the same as last week
What you want, what you want, what you need, uh-huh
It's too late, you a fake, I don't need 'em
I see so many women in the backseat tryna get at me
You know how I'm living, homie, ain't the same as last week
What you want, what you want, what you need, uh-huh
It's too late, you a fake, I don't need 'em