Macklemore & Ryan Lewis Feat. ScHoolboy Q, Hollis ☆ White Walls (zaycev.net)

I wanna be free
I wanna just live
Inside my Cadillac
That is my shit
And I throw it up
That’s what it is
In my C A D I L L A C bitch
Can’t see me through my tints
I’m riding real slow
In my paint wet drippin shorty
like my 24’s
I’ve got 24’s
But I’m on those vogues
That’s those big white walls
round them hundred spokes
Old school like old 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
Got that all stripe Cadillac
midnight drive
Got that gas type of lean that
taking my time
I’m blowin’ that roof off
letting 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 on the 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
Got that all stripe Cadillac
midnight drive
Got that gas type of lean that
taking my time
I’m blowin’ that roof off
letting 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
Tires with the spikes 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 tapped 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 crookedville 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
all stripe Cadillac
midnight drive
Got that gas type of lean that
taking my time
I’m blowin’ that roof off
letting in sky
I shine the city
never looked so bright
Got that all stripe Cadillac
midnight drive
Got that gas type of lean that
taking my time
I’m blowin’ that roof off
letting in sky
I shine the city
never looked so bright