Freddie Gibbs - Boxframe Cadillac lyrics
Freddie Gibbs [Fredrick Jamel Tipton] Gary, Indiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Freddie Gibbs - Boxframe Cadillac lyrics]
Maybe it's that maybe it's
That maybe it's that
Dro that I'm smokin got me rollin
Slow motion
I'm blowin' dough that's so potent
Got a nigga coughin and chokin
I'm in that boxframe cadillac
Swervin off the exit ramp
Split my swisha with my thumb
Rolling hydroponic plants
I got the bass bangin, window cracked
Breakin down a reefer sack
Big money grip with an ounce of that
Piff and a fo-fifth in my lap
I'm in that boxframe cadillac
Swervin off the exit ramp
Split my swisha with my thumb
Nigga roll that hydroponic plant
Pine the 'gnac, mix it with the red bull
Take another pull of this dodey
This endo, roll up that window
If you see me rollin
In I'm smokin, guarantee, fire weed
Not a stick, not a seed
Pack of blunts all I need
I'm about to get sent up I don't give
No fuck man I'm all about gettin fried
I don't know how they do it where you reside
GI niggas smoke and ride
So if you with it, catch a contact
Non smokers fall back, we can chit-chat
I'd rather be in, gone in the 'llac
Yo I've been smokin since a youngin
Coppin halfs and quarter onions
Peach optimo
Fillin it with that leafy green stuffin
And my nigga he used to smoke
One with me after practice fuckin batches
Cuttin classes and constantly dumpin ashes
And I miss my dude
Wishin I could still be with my dude
I'd give it all up to get
Him back I swear to God
All the money, cars and this pencil juice
Yeah I smoke that G-5 blaze
Just to ease the stress and pain
Mama think I'm strange
Maryjane put alot of evil
Thoughts in my brain
Alotta times man I be on that murda shit
Hit me with the spinach if
You got a problem with
It you can tell that to my burner bitch
Please don't make me act a fool
Tryna keep my cool
But my head, missing screws
So you know it ain't no doubt
I'm a straight jab out
Like I ain't got shit to lose
That maybe it's that
Dro that I'm smokin got me rollin
Slow motion
I'm blowin' dough that's so potent
Got a nigga coughin and chokin
I'm in that boxframe cadillac
Swervin off the exit ramp
Split my swisha with my thumb
Rolling hydroponic plants
I got the bass bangin, window cracked
Breakin down a reefer sack
Big money grip with an ounce of that
Piff and a fo-fifth in my lap
I'm in that boxframe cadillac
Swervin off the exit ramp
Split my swisha with my thumb
Nigga roll that hydroponic plant
Pine the 'gnac, mix it with the red bull
Take another pull of this dodey
This endo, roll up that window
If you see me rollin
In I'm smokin, guarantee, fire weed
Not a stick, not a seed
Pack of blunts all I need
I'm about to get sent up I don't give
No fuck man I'm all about gettin fried
I don't know how they do it where you reside
GI niggas smoke and ride
So if you with it, catch a contact
Non smokers fall back, we can chit-chat
I'd rather be in, gone in the 'llac
Yo I've been smokin since a youngin
Coppin halfs and quarter onions
Peach optimo
Fillin it with that leafy green stuffin
And my nigga he used to smoke
One with me after practice fuckin batches
Cuttin classes and constantly dumpin ashes
And I miss my dude
Wishin I could still be with my dude
I'd give it all up to get
Him back I swear to God
All the money, cars and this pencil juice
Yeah I smoke that G-5 blaze
Just to ease the stress and pain
Mama think I'm strange
Maryjane put alot of evil
Thoughts in my brain
Alotta times man I be on that murda shit
Hit me with the spinach if
You got a problem with
It you can tell that to my burner bitch
Please don't make me act a fool
Tryna keep my cool
But my head, missing screws
So you know it ain't no doubt
I'm a straight jab out
Like I ain't got shit to lose