Back of the Caddy
Yeah let's get it
This what we pulling up to in the back of the caddy
Box full of nattys
Bottle full of addys
And the trunk banging loud
Got a bad bitch to my right
One to my left make em switch positions
I envision the win
All I fuck is 10s
Make em best friends
Maybe get me a couple twins
See I pull up with hotties you pull up with fattys
Mine call me daddy you get called supreme patty
Nah bitch this ain't no diss track
Hell nah
Hell nah bitch this ain't no diss track
In the back of the caddy
In the back of the caddy
In the back of the caddy
She call me daddy in the back of the caddy
I just state facts while I Mack with this 10
I go zen
Real dope ass homie
Rollin up a coney
Stoned to the bone
Go fetch I'm stoned
Stayin in my zone
Bitch give me top and it's two toned
This ain't no Kevin Gates ain't talking two phones
I go dumb E.T phone home
Thought u had a date with me to bad postponed
I'm in the back of the caddy
Getting stoned
This a double date
Yall bitches looking fake
One giving me dome
Let's see how much she can take
Hell yeah this one ain't fake
Make that pussy quake
Hit her from the back make that pussy shake
That's all she can take
Imma make her mine
She a dime piece
And she mine
In the back of the caddy
In the back of the caddy
In the back of the caddy
She callin' me daddy
Now how bout that for some bars
Taking a trip to Mars with some Mars bars
While y'all smoking on that tar
This what we pulling up to in the back of the caddy
Box full of nattys
Bottle full of addys
And the trunk banging loud
Got a bad bitch to my right
One to my left make em switch positions
I envision the win
All I fuck is 10s
Make em best friends
Maybe get me a couple twins
See I pull up with hotties you pull up with fattys
Mine call me daddy you get called supreme patty
Nah bitch this ain't no diss track
Hell nah
Hell nah bitch this ain't no diss track
In the back of the caddy
In the back of the caddy
In the back of the caddy
She call me daddy in the back of the caddy
I just state facts while I Mack with this 10
I go zen
Real dope ass homie
Rollin up a coney
Stoned to the bone
Go fetch I'm stoned
Stayin in my zone
Bitch give me top and it's two toned
This ain't no Kevin Gates ain't talking two phones
I go dumb E.T phone home
Thought u had a date with me to bad postponed
I'm in the back of the caddy
Getting stoned
This a double date
Yall bitches looking fake
One giving me dome
Let's see how much she can take
Hell yeah this one ain't fake
Make that pussy quake
Hit her from the back make that pussy shake
That's all she can take
Imma make her mine
She a dime piece
And she mine
In the back of the caddy
In the back of the caddy
In the back of the caddy
She callin' me daddy
Now how bout that for some bars
Taking a trip to Mars with some Mars bars
While y'all smoking on that tar
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Writer(s): Mike Revonoc
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