LateNightCadillac - BONES

Bitch, no, I don’t think about it

No, we cannot look up at it

If he had it, I’mma find him

If he try,

Always lose just like the lossy

Always choose so we can

Bottom barrel, bitches fucking with panic, but you swear they does

Eating 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

Why he fear in the flesh? Better than who did it best

Season after season about to prove it yet a-fucking-gain

Shoes on the phone, I can never get them off, man

I need a 'mill, 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 Badillac

Bitches tryna' fuck with me

I know that they can’t handle that

It’s the late night Cadillac

Swinging like a Badillac

Bitches tryna' fuck with me

I know that they can’t handle that!

Late night Cadillac, late night Cadillac!