Lyrics
(I always wanted a Cadillac)
Oh, when it all, it all falls down (grrah, grrah)
I'm tellin' you all, it all falls down (grrah, grrah, shoot, shoot, 1900, huh, haha)
Oh, when it all, it all falls down (they always givin' me long-ass intros on my beats, man)
I'm tellin' you all, it all falls down (huh, huh)
Oh, when it all- (bop, bop)
Huh, huh, yeah, huh, huh-uh-uh-uh
Glocky got some hang time, somethin' like my bitch do
She ask me for somethin' 'fore she suck it, is that bitch cool?
Must think I'm a sucker, fuck I look like lovin' tramps, boo?
Dog food slangin', but I ain't buy nothin' but the tramp food (at all)
It's a issue
They love me when I ain't have no money, now the Marni got 'em throwin' fits too
If you had my bank, you could probably fuck my bitch too
It ain't easy, but it's easy once you get the hang
My bitch get to tweakin' every time the Phantom changin' lanes
Everybody changed, 19 still stay the same
Call me Rug, bitch, can't call me rat, save that name for Jace
Gucci Mane, Minute Maid, my diamonds lemonade, huh
Dandelion pointers like I pissed all in my chain
Another flight to NYC, I'm kicked back, smokin' pain
My brother walk down on you, leave you dyin' slow like AIDS
Huh, yeah, huh, I'm back, huh
Still that same cracker, I just got a few more stacks, huh
He got somethin' to prove, feel like he need a few more hats
Hit the floor and went to runnin' when they left his brother flat, damn
Was surprised when Lil Yachty showed his ass
Used to love Tom and Jerry, but I know pussies love rats
Label hate me bad, fuck 'em, only one I need, my auntie
They can't put me on no shelf, bitch, I make 'em too much money
Huh, huh, yeah, huh, life's great, what can I say?
Your bitch loved when I was broke, my mama called when I got pape', huh
My daddy went back broke, I broke my back just tryna hold my weight, huh
Really holdin' everybody (for real)
My hood on my shoulders, promise I won't ever drop 'em
Ridin' 'round the city bumpin' songs I'm never droppin'