CADILLAC LYRICS – DESTROY LONELY

Read the full CADILLAC lyrics by Destroy Lonely along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Destroy Lonely’s music, you can also explore SYRUP SIPPIN and LOCK IN, two other songs by Destroy Lonely.

[Chorus]
Two hundred right on my neck
I got the Cadillac sitting on my chest
I got diamonds all in the bed
She rocking my chain, she giving me head
Stand on everything I said
For a ride, I’ll probably be dead
I got a vibe, she way too fine
She mine, she way, way over ten
I don’t sip lines, got pints on pints
This drank keep coming in handy
I ain’t worried about it, she fine enough, I paid for all of her rent
I ain’t worried about it, I told my n!ggas, I got it, they got this s*it

[Verse]
Jumped out the trap, I was lost
Jumped out the trap and I turned to a boss
Her pu*sy just stepped on Voss
I think I might carry this b!tch, not toss
Ice, froze myself, I still got diamonds sitting in the coffin
Kale sit in my lungs, I’m pouring up Wock’, ain’t doing no coffee
Off a pill and she going dumb, she popping that pu*sy, she making it walk
I can feel this s*it in my guts, I’m off a G6 and I can’t even talk (Talk)
Lately, I’ve been on one but right now, I’m off one
Tried to make her my home girl but she got me on a poster
I’ve been living a rockstar life and popping my s*it like I’m ‘posed to
I put it in sport mode ride and pushed the Maybach off the shoulder, yeah
I got dirty money that need to be washed, it’s spilling it all on my sodas, yeah
Baby Money gon’ catch my opp, don’t care ’bout these n!ggas, don’t know them (What?)
Baby Money be counting up guap, go blow it in your face, go throw some
Baby Money just popped him a thot, then threw her away, don’t know her, yeah
Baby Money a stand up guy, make these pu*sy n!ggas sit down (Sit down)
Baby Money been putting on his whole damn team right now (Right now)
Baby Money

[Chorus]
Two hundred right on my neck

I got the Cadillac sitting on my chest
I got diamonds all in the bed
She rocking my chain, she giving me head
Stand on everything I said
For a ride, I’ll probably be dead
I got a vibe, she way too fine
She mine, she way, way over ten
I don’t sip lines, got pints on pints
This drank keep coming in handy
I ain’t worried about it, she fine enough, I paid for all of her rent
I ain’t worried about it, I told my n!ggas, I got it, they got this s*it