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Pop Smoke ft. PnB Rock "Backseat" (Fan Made Music Video)
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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 Nutile
Corey Nutile
Engineer
Bart Schoudel
Bart Schoudel
Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Like here we go, here we go, here we go now
Me and you, catching vibes, on the go now
Late nights in the ride, it's a coupe
Been fallin fast, can't lie, it's the truth
Like here we go, here we go, here we go now
I swear, I feel like I been here before now
Girl, you make me cut off all my hoes
I'd rather chill with you than with my bros (With my bros)
[Verse 2]
So let's get high in the backseat, park up in the back street behind your house (Backstreet behind your house)
As long as we keep the lights down and the noise down, they can never find out (Opps will never, ever find out)
So let's get high in the backseat, park up in the back street behind your house (Backstreet behind your house)
As long as we keep the lights down and the noise down, they can never find out (Opps will never, never find out)
[Verse 3]
Look, here we go, baby, here we go
Shorty 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 here if I was to fall?
These some things I gotta know
Girl, can I trust you for sho?
'Cause we can go, smoke dope in the Rolls
Two doors, skrrt-skrrt, takin off
We can go, anywhere you wanna go
Twistin' smoke as you play your role, play your role
Play your role, I might take you home, meet my gang
Show you I ain't nothing like these other lames
Shorty you know you can be my new main
I can put you in some new thangs
[Verse 4]
So let's get high in the backseat, park up in the back street behind your house (Backstreet behind your house)
As long as we keep the lights down and the noise down, they can never find out (Opps will never, ever find out)
So let's get high in the backseat, park up in the back street behind your house (Backstreet behind your house)
As long as we keep the lights down and the noise down, they can never find out (Opps will never, never find out)
Written by: Bashar Barakah Jackson, Michael Diamond, Michael Tucker, Rakim Allen
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