BACKSTREETS Lyrics – Don Toliver

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[Chorus: Don Toliver & Teezo Touchdown]
I met her last week (Last week)
Sliding through the cold backstreets (Cold backstreets, brr)
I don’t know you, ho, but you knowing me (Knowing me)
I saw you put away your foreign key (Foreign key, yeah, can I?)
Can I get your number? (Number)
I’ma hit you up (Uh)
We can link all summer and go and fu*k it up (Uh)
Girl, you got me drunk, I need it in a rush (Uh)
Can you fu*k it up? (Uh) Can you fu*k it up? (Uh)
Can you fu*k it up? Yeah
Can you fu*k it up? (Bet you can’t)
Take you out of town girl, can you fu*k it up?
I’ma take you ’round, girl, I’ma fu*k it up (Baby, I’ma)
Hit you from the back in my Maybach truck
Can you fu*k it up?

[Verse: Don Toliver]
Want me to be your Backstreet Boy, girl, let’s get in sync
You don’t wanna know what you need, locked up in a Maybach seat
And I’m riding with my piece, beat the pu*sy up, R.I.P
But don’t hold back, baby, unleash
You was splashing, it ain’t no lease
Took enough time off, where you going? Where you been?
Lifestyle full of sins, but you heaven-sent, oh
You know who to come to when you feel it all cave in
When you know you need saving, I’m the one you put your faith in
Let you heat the summer, chain cold just like winter
Real trees just like timber, need a band that match my tempo
Glad I kept your info, backseat, tryna see what it’s hitting for
Grab tight, hold on like a leash, ah
Know the life I live ain’t simple

[Bridge: Don Toliver]
I can’t help myself, girl, I need your help
Cooking that special, this ain’t self-serve
See the cops over by the light, hit it by the next turn

Running back, let me do it for ya, ain’t no pressure

[Chorus: Don Toliver & Teezo Touchdown]
I met her last week (Last week)
Sliding through the cold backstreets (Cold backstreets, brr)
I don’t know you, ho, but you knowing me (Knowing me)
I saw you put away your foreign key (Foreign key, can I?)
Can I get your number? (Number)
I’ma hit you up (Uh)
We can link all summer and go and fu*k it up (Uh)
Girl, you got me drunk, I need it in a rush (Uh)
Can you fu*k it up? (Uh) Can you fu*k it up?, woah
Can you fu*k it up? Yeah
Can you fu*k it up? (Bet you can’t)
Take you out of town girl, can you fu*k it up? (Oh, baby)
I’ma take you ’round, girl, I’ma fu*k it up (Baby, I’ma)
Hit you from the back in my Maybach truck (Oh, oh, oh, baby)

[Outro: Don Toliver & Teezo Touchdown]
Can you fu*k it up, girl, can you fu*k it up? (Baby, can you? Mm)
Take you out of town girl, can you fu*k it up? (Oh, baby)
I’ma take you ’round girl, I’ma fu*k it up (Baby I’ma)
Hit you from the back in my Maybach truck (Oh, oh, oh, baby)
Can you fu*k it up?