LateNightCadillac

Bitch, no, I don't think about it
No, we cannot link about it
If he hidin', I'ma find him
If he try and set this down
He always lose just like the Lions
He always choose the weakest lines
Bottom barrel bitches, fucking with pennies, but you swear they dimes
Hittin' trash blunts, look at his face he swear he think he hot
Must be blind, must be deaf if he can't hear us screaming SESH
What he fearin' in the flesh better than who did it best
Season after season and I'm back to prove it yet a-fucking-gain

Suits on the phone, I can never get 'em off me
I need a 'mill, like I need ash in my coffin
Off me
Listen, pussy, get her off me
Off me
Pussy, pussy, get her off me

It's the late night Cadillac
Swinging like a battle axe
See bitches tryna fuck with me
I know that they can't handle that
It's the late night Cadillac
Swinging like a battle axe
See bitches tryna' fuck with me
I know that they can't handle that

Late night Cadillac
Late night Cadillac