"Backstage" lyrics

Can you meet me backstage?
Uh-huh
I wanna misbehave
Uh-huh
Been dancin' in the rave
Yeah, yeah
Callin' out your name
Yeah, yeah
Can you meet me backstage?
Uh-huh
I miss the way you taste
Uh-huh
And I know a secret place
Yeah, yeah
We could slip away-ay
We could slip away

Drum, snare, hi-hat and likkle bass
I step into the dance, got me feeling like Blade
The Maybach's black, but the seat's mayonnaise
Ridin' shotgun, comin' like a 12 gauge
I know they can't see behind the shades, but I'm waved
Upper echelon, way above your pay grade
Dodging couple girls, they just wanna get saved
Asking for ID, I'm confused, yo, I'm dazed

Can you meet me backstage?
Uh-huh
I wanna misbehave
Uh-huh
Been dancin' in the rave
Yeah, yeah
Callin' out your name
Yeah, yeah
Can you meet me backstage?
Uh-huh
I miss the way you taste
Uh-huh
And I know a secret place
Yeah, yeah
We could slip away-ay
We could slip away

Peng ting, with a little mix like Jade
I'm feeling charged up, yo, with my triple A
I call her Heffanie, not Stephanie like Triple H
Thought that I would run the same flow, but wait
Alpha, not a Beta, I'm in and out for the paper
Strobe lights and the lasers, RIP Terror Danjah
Bad B, she a handful, club going nuts like it's Randall
Risky, it's a gamble, stop tryna get me cancelled

Can you meet me backstage?
Uh-huh
I wanna misbehave
Uh-huh
Been dancin' in the rave
Yeah, yeah
Callin' out your name
Yeah, yeah
Can you meet me backstage?
Uh-huh
I miss the way you taste
Uh-huh
And I know a secret place
Yeah, yeah
We could slip away-ay
We could slip away