In My Cadillac
Bun B Lyrics

I got neon (in my trunk)
There are neon lights in the trunk of my car

I got bass (in my trunk)
There are speakers in the trunk of my car that produce bass

I got shit if I get caught I catch a case (in my trunk)
If caught, I will be charged for whatever is in my car's trunk illegally

I got bricks (in my trunk)
There are bricks of a substance, likely an illegal drug, in the trunk of my car

I got pounds (in my trunk)
There are multiple pounds of an illegal substance in the trunk of my car

I got speakers and they bangin' that surround (in my trunk)
The singers in my car are creating a surround-sound experience

That's in my trunk (that's in my trunk)
All of these items are located in the trunk of my car

They talkin' down (they talkin' down)
People are speaking negatively about me and my associates

We get it crunk (we get it crunk)
We party and have a good time

We got the funk (we got the funk)
We have a good groove or musical style

I'm a dirty south nigga, bitch I'm all about the cash (cash)
I'm from the Southern United States and I'm solely focused on making money

Bands up in the mattress, nigga work up in the stash (stash)
I keep large amounts of cash in my mattress and illegal drugs in a hiding place

Got a pack of trill niggas rollin' with me down in mash (mash)
I am traveling with a group of serious, authentic individuals who come from difficult situations

I hopped up in the foreign, start it up and hit the gas (gas)
I got into my foreign car, started the engine, and drove away quickly

I'm smokin' on that kilo rolled up in a 'rillo ('rillo)
I am smoking a large amount of an illegal substance rolled into a cigar

I'm servin' all the fiends, burnin' butter on a brillo (brillo)
I am distributing illegal drugs to addicted users and cooking it on metal pads

I got a couple thousand, tryin' to stack it to a mill-oh (mill-oh)
I have a few thousand dollars and plan to eventually have a million

It's gonna take a couple weeks but I'ma get there that's for real though (real though)
I am confident that with time and effort, I can reach my financial goal

Them corners we be grindin', day for day we never rested (rested)
We work hard, every day, making money on street corners

'Cause all we know is hustlin' for dollars and finessin' (finessin')
Our primary focus is making money and being slick and resourceful while doing it

Some fly mothafuckas, you can tell by how we dressin' (dressin')
We dress in fashionable and expensive clothing

Been after us for years, but nigga, we ain't learned our lesson (lesson)
The authorities have attempted to stop us, but have been unsuccessful and we haven't learned anything from it

Got niggas in the grave (grave)
Some of my associates have died

And niggas in the pen' (pen')
Some of my associates are currently in prison

And the same shit they was doin', we out here doin' again ('gain)
The risky and illegal activities that caused some associates to die or go to prison, we are still participating in

Don't make a lot of sense (sense)
Our actions are unreasonable and irrational

But we don't give a fuck (fuck)
We don't care about the consequences or opinions of others

All we know is poppin' pistols, poppin' seals and poppin' trunks
We are accustomed to firing guns and opening our car trunks to show off what we have

(Maxo, Maxo) stomped down, trill, savage, slingin' collard greens and cabbage
A reference to an associate with a name and musical signature who is a tough, authentic person and sells drugs

Pounds of the skunk in my trunk, like a woolly mammoth
Like an extinct animal, there are heavy amounts of an illegal substance in my car's trunk

Uncle Bun say he got a lick, it's time to set it up
A friend of mine says he found a way to make illegal money, so it's time to plan and execute the scheme

Slide on 'em with them sticks like we slappin' hockey pucks
We will swiftly and aggressively approach the potential victims with weapons, like smacking a hockey puck

Catch that nigga slippin', take him down without a mask (gimme that)
We will surprise the victim, and rob them without hiding our faces

Tie up all his children, slap his wifey with the MAC (bitch)
We will restrain the victim's children and violently threaten his wife with a gun

Walk him in the kitchen, I'm demandin' all the cash
We will force the victim to go to his kitchen and give us all the money he has

And if he keep bullshittin', put the pistol in his ass
If the victim resists or lies, we will resort to extreme measures

I-I keep the glock on my pelvis (hey)
I carry a gun on my hip

Play with the rock like I'm Elvis (hey)
I handle illegal drugs like they are toys

Play with the green like a Celtic
I handle money like I am a member of the Boston Celtics basketball team

Rubbin' up a pack like a sandwich
I am preparing illegal drugs like I am making a sandwich

Runnin' that base like a pitcher
I am selling illegal drugs as if I am playing baseball

Drop a whole eight in the pitcher (sip it)
I will put eight ounces of an illegal substance in a drink and then consume it

Packin' that pack like Green Bay
I am preparing illegal drugs like a football team prepares a game plan

Puttin' junk in the trunk like I'm Kim K
I am placing illegal drugs in my car's trunk like Kim Kardashian takes suggestive photos of her buttocks

Ayy, what's up, workin' out the bando (trap)
I am in an abandoned building, involved in a criminal enterprise

Forest with them trees, play with keys like piano (like Alicia, ayy)
I have access to a forest filled with illegal drugs, and I distribute them like a piano player performs Alicia Keys' songs

Huh, go Rambo with the ammo (boom)
I will use powerful weapons to attack someone

Pullin' up front, pop the trunk, like a Lambo (Maxo, Maxo)
I arrive in my car, and impressively open the trunk like a Lamborghini sports car

Pounds in the trunk (ayy)
There are multiple pounds of an illegal substance in my car's trunk

Rounds in the trunk (ayy)
There are bullets and firearms in my car's trunk

Call my choppa "Kris Kross" 'cause it make 'em jump (jump)
I call my powerful gun Kris Kross because it causes people to jump

Lemonade and gelato, that's what's in my blunt (woo)
I have mixed an illegal drug with lemonade and gelato, and am smoking it like a cigarette

Yeah we really come from shit, so nigga, I'ma stunt
We come from poor backgrounds, so I am going to show off my wealth and style

Ayy, don't you never, ever, ever trust these niggas (hell nah)
You should never trust unreliable individuals like us

Momma told me long time ago, "mothafuck these niggas" (fuck 'em)
My mother advised me to disregard and not associate with these types of individuals

These niggas ain't loyal (fuck 'em)
These types of individuals are not trustworthy

These bitches ain't either
Women like these types of individuals are also not trustworthy

The middle of the summer, ridin' 'round with my heater
In the summer, I am driving around with my gun

The middle of the winter, ridin' around with ice on
In the winter, I am driving around with jewelry to show off my wealth

She did a naked photo-shoot with my iPhone
A woman I am with took revealing photographs with my iPhone

Hey where the drink man?
Where can I get more alcohol?

I need another pint (where you at?)
I need another bottle of alcohol

Crack another seal (where you at?)
Open another bottle of alcohol

It's goin' down tonight
Tonight is going to be a wild night

It's in my trunk
All of these illegal and valuable items are located in my car's trunk