Текст песни CADILLAC - Destroy Lonely

Two hundred 'round my neck, I've got the Cadillac sittin' on my chest (chest)
I've got diamonds all in the bed, she rockin' my chain, she givin' me head (head)
Stand on everything I said, for a ride I'll probably be dead (yeah, dead)
I've got a vibe, she way too fine, she mine, she way-way over ten (ten)
I don't sip lines, got pints on pints, this drank keep coming in handy (handy)
I ain't worried about it, she fine enough, I've paid for more than her rent (rent)
I ain't worried about it, I told my niggas, I got it, they got this shit (yeah)

Jumped out the trap, I was lost, jumped out the trap and I turned to a boss (boss)
Her pussy just stepped on Voss, I think I might carry this bitch, no toss (toss, ah)
Ice, froze myself, I still got diamonds sittin' in the coffin (coffin)
Kale, it sit in my lungs, I'm pourin' up Wock', ain't doing no coffee (coffee)
Off a pill and she going dumb, she poppin' that pussy, she makin' it walk (makin' it walk)
I can feel this shit 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 (off one)
Tried to make her my home girl, but she got me on a poster (yeah)

I've been livin' a rock star life and poppin' my shit like I'm 'posed to (yeah)
I put it in sport mode ride and pushed the Maybach off the shoulder (skrrt, skrrt)
I've got dirty money that need to be washed, it's spillin' it all on my sodas (yeah)
Baby Money gon' catch my opp, don't care 'bout these niggas, don't know them (money)
Baby Money been countin' up guap, go blow it in your face, go throw some (Baby Money)
Baby Money just popped him a thot then threw her away, don't know her (yeah)
Baby Money a stand-up guy, make these pussy niggas sit down (sit down)
Baby Money been puttin' on his whole damn team right now (team right now)
Baby Money (yeah)

Two hundred 'round on my neck
I've got the Cadillac sittin' on my chest (chest)
I've got diamonds all in the bed, she rockin' my chain, she givin' me head (head)
Stand on everything I said, for a ride I'll probably be dead (yeah, dead)
I've got a vibe, she way too fine, she mine, she way-way over ten (ten)
I don't sip lines, got pints on pints, this drank keep coming in handy (handy)
I ain't worried about it, she fine enough, I've paid for more than her rent (rent)
I ain't worried about it, I told my niggas, I got it, they got this shit (yeah)

I don't want you
I want money
I don't want you
I want money
Na, na-na
Na, na-na
Na, na-na
My God is able

I don't want you
I want money
I don't want you
I want money
Out of my mind, yeah
Out of my mind, yeah
Out of my mind, yeah
Out of my mind, yeah