Cadillac (Prod. by Anonymass)

Lets ride, lets ride tonight, lets ride tonight
My homie from the Westside always scoop me in his Cadillac
Hunnid pounds of kush, yeah, officer, this for the cataracts
I be up in Bokey all the time, thats where the savage at
Rap gon make a million dollars, let me take a stab at that
Cruising through the Westside, Im inside the Cadillac
She gon suck your wallet dry, swear that she aint bad at that
Women tend to lie, when they lie to me, aint mad at that
I just got my baggage packed, looking for a show, eh - let me grab at that
So high in the City of Angels, think Im at the summit
We out in Cali, Im constantly blunted
Just 'cause you got it dont mean you should stunt it
A handful of hunnids dont make you a hunnid
Folks do it all for the Gram, gotta see through the lines
Gotta learn how to tell
Gotta distinguish between the ones who want you down
And the ones who want see you prevail
No way I could fail, Baby just called me
Said, 'Cas, when you come back, bring two hunnid bales'
Im at the grow house in Cali
Like, 'Yeah, I could do that, but is that to smoke or to sell?'
Wasnt surprised when he said it was personal
We doing shatter and I grab the nail
I just taught Stunna how to take a dab
He said, 'White people crazy as hell!'
Live up to my reputation, getting road head while Im driving
She know its my meditation
And the way Im looking at the competition
Y'all must really be on medication
They aint ******* with me and they know it
Went from a local dealer to a poet
Went from the Natty Ice to sippin Moet
We aint finna blow it, dont need your plug 'cause we grow it
My homie from the Westside always scoop me in his Cadillac
Hunnid pounds of kush, yeah, officer, this for the cataracts
I be up in Bokey all the time, thats where the savage at
Rap gon make a million dollars, let me take a stab at that
Cruising through the Westside, Im inside the Cadillac
She gon suck your wallet dry, swear that she aint bad at that
Women tend to lie, when they lie to me, aint mad at that
I just got my baggage packed, looking for a show, eh - let me grab at that
Ever pop so much that you up for hours?
Feel like theres cameras on all of the towers?
X made me ******* that girl like Austin Powers
Her *** **** wet like we went in the shower
She ******* with my style
Dont know when my plug gon get back the Sours
Them my favorite type of flowers
I got no use for the kind that they throw in the aisles
Skrrt then I skrrt off, first off
We in love with money, not these ******* with they ****** *rts off
My homie got the rock hard and the dirt soft
Aint *******t sweet, he a star but he down to let the burst off
Hold up wait, thats how Ima kick the verse off
I brought change to the game but at times it can derail
God damn it, I guess everybody worst off
Vibe, he wasnt supposed to slide
How is we gonna survive?
Bagging up the ****, cant cope with the vibe
Praying to the Pope and you hopeless deprived, well I wrote this alive
Mixing my sin with the lean and Im pouring codeine in the Sprite
Two hunnid Xans, Ima serve em tonight
My homie from the Westside always scoop me in his Cadillac
Hunnid pounds of kush, yeah, officer, this for the cataracts
I be up in Bokey all the time, thats where the savage at
Rap gon make a million dollars, let me take a stab at that
Cruising through the Westside, Im inside the Cadillac
She gon suck your wallet dry, swear that she aint bad at that
Women tend to lie, when they lie to me, aint mad at that
I just got my baggage packed, looking for a show, eh - let me grab at that
Baby, we can go into the back seat of the Cadillac
Getting high, we floating through the sky up in the Cadillac
Serving everything in all the places that the savage at
Blowing out the kush, I know my haters really mad at that
Baby, we can go into the back seat of this Cadillac
Getting high, we floating through the sky up in this Cadillac
Serving everything in all the places that the savage at
Blowing out the kush, I know my haters really mad at that