Backstage Passes Lyrics by EST Gee (feat. Jack Harlow)
I become what you fanaticized about becoming
Had to quit sending music out ’cause somebody fuck around and leak somethin’
Every girl that I mess with knows what’s up, but they keep coming
Pretty sure at this point, they don’t wanna know the secrets that I keep from ’em
Put your phone down and be something
25 and you broke
Talking ’bout me on the internet, but you dapped me up when we spoke
I don’t know if I’m genius, but I definitely had a few strokes
Real raps, not jokes
Dressed like I’m at Oaks, ay
Sear suck in my coke
Day care in her throat, hit songs in my notes
Hit notes like don’t, I just got in my zone (Zone)
Had to let it be known (Known) brought her out she got flown
Unspoken, we bone
Fell in love with my tone
Airplane on my phone floating off Patron
In the club and I’m stonned
You took care of me in the 10th grade, now things changed, I’m grown
I ain’t getting dethroned, hit the gas and I’m gone (Hit the gas and I’m gone)
I’m the one that put the city on
I’m the one that got the city known off of turkey bands and a minute phone
I’m the one that gave us big records, I done fucked around and got my Guinness on
Yeah, in the city I be building hoes, put butt shots and the titties on
Me though, I like natural, 50 bands and a statue
Yeah, me it’s just jewelry actually and she saved my number under daddy
Used to do field trips up to getty, used to do road trips to the natty
Don’t take no pics and don’t @ me
I’ll take you to the show to meet Jacky
These girls will do anything for some backstage passes
Yeah, lights, camera, action; don’t stop, keep going, it’s relaxing
You coming on tour, how you acting
She see my car and got to asking
Yeah, this an Aventador, not a Vette
I done went platinum, my go Jack
But I’m still living life, no sweat
Can’t move on, no coupe, the rose truck next
It’s another quarter million on the risk, pick her up she ignore a text
Pretty sure he know what’s next
I told her, more spit, baby, more licks
You ain’t know I leave, ’cause I’m born sexy
If you didn’t know, now you know
Louisville, young hood n****, hoe
One fifty four for a loaf a show
I’m the fire demon to the smoke
We all know who hate me the most
All the lame n***** that’s broke
From the black sheep to the goat
I was just microwaving my dope
Since the white rollie in the Wraith
Like my food with a side of coke
I ain’t gotta say much, y’all know
I’m the one that got the city known off of turkey bands and a minute phone
I’m the one that gave us big records, I done fucked around and got my Guinness on
Yeah, in the city I be building hoes, put butt shots and the titties on
Me though, I like natural, 50 bands and a statue
Yeah, me it’s juts jewelry actually and she saved my number under daddy
Used to do field trips up to getty, used to do road trips to the natty
Don’t take no pics and don’t @ me
I’ll take you to the show to meet Jacky
These girls will do anything for some backstage passes