Cadillac (feat. TwoTwntyToo)

They know when we roll Let that shit build up, no need to worry just blow My smoke don't go out the window I'm toking Vegas and bowls Better not open that door just float. This is for all of my bros that's down 10 toes Just like the Benji's I fit in skinnys they just won't fold Stay in your lane get towed Came from the pavement, that's why we stay getting stoned I write my cadence throwed Still they gone hate lord knows just be patient stay woke Get cake and make dough As they fake like they're on, just make moves and lay low Cause their paper ain't long as it looks when they show I know it, so I focus on my own shit Plays in motion Rake that dough in Rake that dough in Rake that dough in, yeah (Aye) I know it, so I focus on my own shit Plays in motion Rake that dough in Rake that dough in Rake that dough in, yeah Smooth like an all white Cadillac 500 horses where the saddle at Klan stay lit where the candles at Walking through flames like I'm Shadrach Baby got back I'ma handle that Ass like the humps on a camel back She gone ride dick where the handles at Make that ass clap like jumping jacks Damn my shit slap like I paddle tracks Chopping these raps need a battle axe We've been going up niggas mad at that Blind to these haters no cataracts Niggas talking shit we ain't having that (Aye aye) They know when we roll Let that shit build up no need to worry just blow My smoke don't go out the window I'm toking Vegas and bowls, better not open that door just float This is for all of my bros that's down 10 toes Just like the Benji's I fit in skinnys They just won't fold Stay in your lane get towed F*ck opinions That don't get you paid I see niggas hatin on the wave Cards were dealt Too bad this isn't spades Now, I'm about to blow Like a grenade I see pretty bitches in the crowd Who gone be the one to see the suite Haters gettin mad, they can sink I got seashells, heard that life's a beach Beach you better practice what you preach I don't like the way they make me feel The love they give ain't genuine or real So I keep the way I feel concealed I wish I could go back to my youth Know the things I know now and regroup F*ck this Benz I would've bought a coupe F*ck a lie I would've lived my truth Now I'm full of anger in the booth I think I bit more than I could chew Then I went to jail at 22 My bitch started fuckn on the crew So my heart is colder than some ice Itching for my turn like I got lice Niggas folding on me like some mice Up an at em shakin like some dice Take a shot, Don't be afraid to miss One day you gone finally hear the swish Even haters wanna suck ya dick Bought a foreign 5 percent the tent Holdin on to everything I got Time is tickin, I don't needa watch Problems come an go, can't make em stop But I'm stayin solid as a rock City on my shoulders Oh it's over Every L I take gone get me closer She said that she hate me That was closure My face straight, I'm hard to read like poker. But I'm hardly happy, when I'm sober Most times I prefer to be a loaner Ex just txt an say she coming over We can f*ck, but don't cry on my shoulder It's over