LateNightCadillac Songtext
von BONES

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 lies

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 fearing in the flesh, better than who did it best
Season after season, but I′m back to prove it yet a fuck again


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
These bitches try to fuck with me
I know that they can't handle that

It′s the late night Cadillac
Swinging like a battle axe
These bitches try to fuck with me
I know that they can't handle that

Late night Cadillac
Late night Cadillac