In a Cadillac
Ridin round the back
Track wit four sacks
Bitch you in a rush
We got some weed up in the truck
It’s on the hush, if we open up
The feds will know what’s up
It’s time to run
Keep on joggin
Till a nigga
Hope to see the sun
It’s on the hush



They as dope as us
In love wit Kendra lust
I make her blush
Daddy’s almost home
Her legs they open up
I give a fuck
What Nigga got to say about a nigga
Cause when niggas get to talkin
They pull Ks out on a Nigga
Not me, I just chill out wit my gang
And watch the beef
Cold feet
Is what these Nigga get
When they approaching me
I’m a disease
Like Coronavirus
Straight up through ya iris
Or sinus, ate the pussy for hours
I caught the itus
Imma light it
Imma cite it
I promise I’ll never bite it
She eating meat up all day
She on a carnivorous diet
Break the scene I start violence
Hoping all my Nigga riots
We takin off like a pilot
The flyest we land on islands
The police they flash their sirens
The weed is loud there’s no silence
The racists here they can’t hide
I promise you they won’t try it
I beat em wit tire irons
Then have my dinner in diner
You clean my shoes you shiner
She work for gold she a miner

In a Cadillac
Ridin round the back
Track wit four sacks
Bitch you in a rush
We got some weed up in the truck
It’s on the hush, if we open up
The feds will know what’s up
It’s time to run
Keep on joggin
Till a nigga
Hope to see the sun
It’s on the hush



Niggas know that I’m a diamond in the rough
I’m fighting tough
Wit nigga Irvin
Down to beat you up
I check my cup
Wit a little liquor always fillin up
I need the rush
Of the instrumentals
Fillin in my blood
Boi what’s up
Never gon be stuck
Play in Georgia mud
Use the suds
Just a little better clean it in the tub
I’m a bear
Chicago bitches always wanna have my cubs
This is love
Wash my ass up in the shower
Wit some dove, from above
Check the payment stubs
Psychoactive buzz
Is what I love
Take the fumes up to the brain
I love the drugs
Man I’m down to up
Yeah we fuckin in the truck
In the bed just makin love, In the Ford
We fuckin tough
Klow always dope
Thinkin you snortin white
That shit is cut with soap
The rope a dope
Mr miyagi I punch you in the throat
Really broke
Never have the money out
Just to really to smoke, really toke
Up in the lab and I got the antidote

In a Cadillac
Ridin round the back
Track wit four sacks
Bitch you in a rush
We got some weed up in the truck
It’s on the hush, if we open up
The feds will know what’s up
It’s time to run
Keep on joggin
Till a nigga
Hope to see the sun
It’s on the hush