All Black Cadillac Lyrics

Ok this is when I spark another

Smokin on your brother

Fuckin on your mother

No I did not stutter

Let you marinate in the gutter

Low key undercover

In a all black hummer

Turn you into a runner

Special unit for the burner

Wishes comin true like im timmy timmy

Timmy timmy

Timmy timmy turner

Why you shakin? I can tell you scared

Pull out the chop and let it air

If you fuck around and dare

I thought we were squared

Hope you know brains dont get repaired

Whippin in a 4 door so scoopin 3 bitches

Rubbin on me like they want 3 wishes

Damn I must be delicious

Tell me baby can you fit this

She wanna be my 4th mistress

Brand new beam so i know i wont miss

Take your things like a backwards christmas

Woods and games no swishers

Smokin till his

Twitches

Of riches

Full fill his

Wishes of kisses

Now his misses

Reminisces

With his

Siners burnin bridges

Takin digits

Like its religious

Livin on provisions

Head to head like a collision

Money I in vision

Grind is my decision

Hit it in all positions

Dick got extensions

She takin inches

Like its tradtion

I'm goin hard, she pushin back

Shakin the all black cadillac

She only like me for my criminal act

Pull out dont wanna buy similac

I give a call she gimme that

Flyin delta gonna cost a rack

She turn around I give it a smack

Goin too hard I think I left a crack

I'm goin hard, she pushin back

Shakin the all black cadillac

She only like me for my criminal act

Pull out dont wanna buy similac

I give a call she gimme that

Flyin delta gonna cost a rack

She turn around I give it a smack

Goin too hard I think I left a crack

Now i need a snack pull out the cookies

Smokin this shit will kill you rookies

Yet I still roll up the woodies

Wearin black hoodies puts the hood at ease

She wanna play games but I'm good at these

Snapchat filled up with the tease

Those are my favorite bees

When she rides she dont need no keys

Permanant rug burn on her knees

Fucked up I'm seeing threes

Always smokin stanky trees

But still aint got no fabreeze

Blunt gave me z z's yes

I just want the vvs

Fucked up shout cvs

I cant remember the previous

My gang get devious

Straight mischievous

I dont like disobedience

Cause cleaning shells is tedious

Cops show up to see the rest

Oh my look at this mess

I control the game like a full court press

It's goood to get things off your chest

Where I play I need a bullet proof vest

Buyin drugs because thats how i invest

They buy because I got the best

He ran up and got put to rest

Got a glock religion dont get blessed

This is not a test

Awe shit

Now look at this mess