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《Backseat》(Y-2C High Energy Rage Remix)

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[Intro – Crowd Build] (yeah — Yo!let’s go!) You’re just a backseat wannabe, riding high on jealousy. And toxic masculinity, with insecurity, fed by vanity. [Verse 1] You’re selling lies and chasing thrills, failing tests and popping pills. A script you run on every girl, everybody sees — you’re not fooling me. [Pre-Chorus] And you are the worst one yet, that I’ve ever met. Cuz you are just a walking red flag on the internet. [Chorus – Drop 1] You make me sick — (sick! sick! sick!) I never cared. You're so unhinged, it makes me kinda scared. You went full speed, gave me the creeps, a parasite not in my league. Gave me the ick, I hit the brakes, a piece of trash that I burned away. Stay in your lane, you're just the backseat! [Verse 2] You told the world you want a bride, while sneaking threesomes on the side. Red-lit hallways every night, but I watched you crash, no one wants you back. Ya got no looks, ya got no brain, you stole my lipstick — that’s insane. Your only clout is from my name, but that didn’t last, I made sure of that. [Pre-Chorus 2 – Build again] And you are the worst one yet, had to block your texts. Now you are banned from every app on the internet! [Chorus – Drop 2] You make me sick — (backseat! backseat!) I never cared. You're so unhinged, it makes me kinda scared. You went full speed, gave me the creeps, a parasite not in my league. [MC Intro] Yo — y’all hear that backseat noise? Nah, let’s clear it up right now! Look at you, talkin’ loud on ya lil’ screen, keyboard gangsta with a meme-machine dream. Type that talk, but you don’t show face, all cap, no soul — static in space. You gaslight queens, then quote “self-love,” fake deep posts, man, that ain’t enough. You flex that chain, but it’s fake like you, pixel pride — no proof, no crew. I’m the glitch that your ego can’t patch, drop bombs — you can’t match this batch. I’m the upgrade, you the crash, I’m the thunder, you the flash. So when I pull up, don’t act brave, this ain’t the net, this the real wave. Backseat boy, better stay in your lane, you just talk — I bring pain. [Bridge – Breath + Build] You really are a psychopath, all my friends said you were bad. You’re a joke, not a catch, super gross, shave your back. Megalomaniac, everyone hates you. [Final Chorus – Stage Drop] You make me sick, I never cared. You're so unhinged, it makes me kinda scared. You went full speed, gave me the creeps, a parasite not in my league. Gave me the ick, I hit the brakes, a piece of trash that I burned away. Stay in your lane, you're just the backseat! [Outro – System Reboot] She drives now.