"New Years Freestyle" 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, huh, huh, huh, huh, haha)
Oh, when it all, it all falls down (They always givin' me long-ass intros on my beats, you heard?)
I'm tellin' you all, it all falls down (Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh)
Oh, when it all— (Bah, bah)

Huh, huh, yeah, huh, huh, huh, huh
Glocky got some hang time, somethin' like my bitch do
She ask me for somethin' 'fore she suck it, is that bitch cool? (Come here, huh, come here)
Must think I'm a sucker, fuck I look like lovin' trans, boo?
Dog food slangin', but I ain't buy nothin' but the tramp food (At all)
It's a issue
They loved me when I ain't had no money, now the Marni got 'em throwin' fits too (Wah, wah)
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 (Get the hang)
My bitch get to tweakin' every time the Phantom changin' lanes (Changin' lanes)
Everybody changed, nineteen, still stayed the same
Call me Rug, bitch, can't call me Rat, save that name for Jace (No, no, ha)
Gucci Mane, Minute Maid, my diamonds lemonade, huh (Burr)
Dandelion pointers like I pissed all in my chain
Another flight to NYC, I'm kicked back, smokin' pain (Yoom, yoom)
My brother walk down on you, leave you dyin' slow like AIDS (Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
Haha, 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 (Ha)
Used to love Tom and Jerry, but I know pussies love rats
Label hate me bad, fuck 'em (Fuck 'em), only one I need, my auntie (Yeah)
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? (Huh)
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 shoulder, promise I won't ever drop 'em
Ridin' 'round the city, bumpin' songs I'm never droppin'
He love to rap 'bout catchin' los, but he ain't ever drop 'em
We never had no issues when I was down, now I'm up and we got problems
Damn

Still posted, ridin' with Ricky, two blicks