เพลง White Walls (feat. ScHoolboy Q & Hollis) (Explicit)

I wanna be free

I wanna just live

Inside my Cadillac

That is my shit

And I throw it up I throw that up

That's what it is that's what it is

In my C A D I L L A C bitch biatch

Can't see me through my tints nah ah

I'm riding real slow slow motion

In my paint wet drippin shorty like my 24's umbrella

I don't got 24's no oh

But I'm on those vogues

That's those big white walls, round them hundred spokes

Old school like Olde English in that brown paper bag

I'm going in that same whip that my granddad had

Hello haters

Damn y'all mad

30k on the Caddy, now how about cack wrapped is that?

I got that off black Cadillac, midnight drive

Got that gas pedal, lean back taking my time

I'm rollin' out, roof off, lettin' in sky

I shine, the city never looked so bright

Man I'm lounging in some shit Bernie Mac would've been proud of

Looking down from heaven like damn that's stylish

Smilin', don't pay attention to the mileage

Can I hit the freeway? I'm legally going 120

Easy weaving in and out of the traffic

They cannot catch me, I'm smashing

I'm ducking bucking them out here

I'm like go fuckin their tastic, I am up in a classic

Now I know what it's like under the city lights

Riding into the night, driving over the bridge

The same one we walked across as kids

Knew I'd have a whippin', never one like this

Old school, old school

Candy paint, two seater

Yea, I'm from Seattle

There's hella Honda Civics

I couldn't tell you a dog paid either

But I really want a Ducati so I put in the hours

And walk on over to the dealer

And I found the cars in there was a problem with this geezer

Got the keys in his apples

Well can I spin it screaming?

I got that off black Cadillac, midnight drive

Got that gas pedal, lean back taking my time

I'm rollin' out, roof off, lettin' in sky

I shine, the city never looked so bright

Bad boys and dope

White hoes in the backseat snorting coke

She doing line after line like she's writing rounds

I had it hella my love, tryna blow her mind

Cadillac pimpin', my uncle was on

14 years out so excuse me and my niggas was gone

Sendin' portions of his liquor, water in the Patron

Rather smilling like I won the fucking lottery homes

Fucking lottery homes

Tires with the spokes on it in the 4-2

Most of the mayonnaise, keeping the buns on ‘em

My dogs hanging out the window

Yell as which, fuckin like in power

Tryna fuck em all, kill the fuckin wimps

See what's poppin' at the mall, meet a bad bitch

Slap her booty with my palms

You can smoke the pussy, I was tearin' down the walls

I'm motherfuckin' off

Son, swear these eyes tryna hypnotize

Grip the leather steering wheel while I grip the thighs

See the lust stuck up in her eyes

Maybe she like the ride or did she like the smoke?

Girl does she want it low?

This shit a Coupe de Ville so you'll never know

So we cool with niggas, my nigga fuck the limit

Got a window ticket for showing banks to end of slots and the gas was finished

Q

Off black Cadillac, midnight drive

Got that gas pedal, lean back taking my time

I'm rollin' out, roof off, lettin' in sky

I shine, the city never looked so bright

I got that off black Cadillac, midnight drive

Got that gas pedal, lean back taking my time

I'm rollin' out, roof off, lettin' in sky

I shine, the city never looked so bright