white walls
Ryan Lewis Lyrics


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I wanna be free
I wanna just live
Inside my Cadillac, that is my shit
Now throw it up (I throw that up)
That's what it is (that's what it is)
In my C-A-D-I-L-L-A-C, bitch (biatch)

Can't see me through my tints (nah ah)
I'm riding real slow (slow motion)
And my paint wet, dripping, shining like my 24s (umbrella)
I don't got 24s (nuh-uh)
But I'm on those Vogues
That's those big white walls, round them hundred spokes
Old school like Olde English in that brown paper bag
I'm rolling in that same whip that my granddad had
Hello haters, damn y'all mad
30K on the Caddy, now how backpack rap is that?

I got that off-black Cadillac, midnight drive
Got that gas pedal, leaning back, taking my time
I'm rolling that roof off, letting in sky
I shine, the city never looked so bright

Man, I'm lounging
In some shit Bernie Mac would've been proud of
Looking down from heaven like damn that's stylish
Smilin', don't pay attention to the mileage
Can I hit the freeway? Illegally going a hundred and twenty
Easy weaving in and out of the traffic
They cannot catch me, I'm smashing
I'm ducking, bucking them out here
I'm looking fucking fantastic, I am up in a classic
Now I know what it's like under the city lights
Riding into the night, driving over the bridge
The same one we walked across as kids
Knew I'd have a whip, but never one like this
Old school, old school, candy paint, two seater
Yea, I'm from Seattle, there's hella Honda Civics
I couldn't tell you about paint either
But I really wanted a Caddy so I put in the hours
And rolled up over to the dealer
And I found the car I dreamed of, placed a bargain with this geezer
Got the keys in as I was leaving I started screaming

I got that off-black Cadillac, midnight drive
Got that gas pedal, leaning back, taking my time
I'm rolling that roof off, letting in sky
I shine, the city never looked so bright

Backwoods and dope
White hoes in the backseat snortin' coke
She doing line after line like she's writing rhymes
I had her inhalin' my love, tryna blow her mind
Cadillac pimpin', my uncle was on
14, I stole his keys, me and my niggas was gone
Stealing portions of his liquor, water in his Patron
Driving smiling like I won the fucking lottery homes
(Fuckin' lottery homes)
Tires with the spokes on it, and the Vogues too
Mustard and mayonnaise, keepin' the buns all on
My dogs hanging out the window
Young as whoosh, fucking like we ball
Tryna fuck 'em all
Never park the whip, see what's poppin' at the mall
Meet a bad bitch, slap her booty with my paw
You can smoke the pussy, I was tearing down the walls
I'm motherfuckin' awe some
Swear these sights tryna hypnotize
Grip the leather steering wheel way I grip the thighs
See the lust stuck up in her eyes
Maybe she like the ride or did she like the smoke?
Or does she want it low?
'Cause this shit a Coupe de Ville so you never know
So we cruise for minutes, my nigga fuck the limit
Got a window tinted, for sure a gangsta in it
Slide 'til the gas is finished, Q

Off-black Cadillac, midnight drive
Got that gas pedal, leaning back, taking my time
I'm rolling that roof off, letting in sky
I shine, the city never looked so bright

Got that off-black Cadillac, midnight drive
Got that gas pedal, leaning back, taking my time




I'm rolling that roof off, letting in sky
I shine, the city never looked so bright

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Ryan Lewis's song White Walls talk about the joy of freedom and living life to the fullest. The lyrics begin with the singer's desire to be free and live with a certain degree of abandon, symbolized by their Cadillac. The singer's unabashed love for their car is evident in the repeated refrain of "In my C-A-D-I-L-L-A-C, bitch," emphasizing their pride in their ride.


The lyrics go on to describe the singer's love of driving slowly, enjoying the sleekness of their car's design and the wet shine of its paint job. The singer references a more classic style of rims, known as hundred spokes, which again emphasizes their appreciation of the car's vintage aesthetics. The lyrics then reference a nostalgia for old-school hip hop origins, with a reference to Olde English in a brown paper bag, and the fact that the singer is driving the same kind of car as their granddad did.


The second half of the song is more focused on the singer's hedonistic lifestyle, with references to smoking weed, doing coke (in the presence of white women), and picking up girls at the mall. Despite these darker themes, the chorus is repeated several times, emphasizing the singer's love of luxury and their need to make the most of every beautiful moment.


Line by Line Meaning

I wanna be free
I want to live a life without restrictions.


I wanna just live
I want to live a life where I can do what I want.


Inside my Cadillac, that is my shit
My Cadillac is my prized possession.


Now throw it up (I throw that up)
I'm showing off my Cadillac and celebrating my success.


That's what it is (that's what it is)
This is the reality of my life.


In my C-A-D-I-L-L-A-C, bitch (biatch)
I am proud of my Cadillac and want to show it off.


Can't see me through my tints (nah ah)
My car windows are tinted to provide me privacy.


I'm riding real slow (slow motion)
I'm taking my time to savor the moment.


And my paint wet, dripping, shining like my 24s (umbrella)
The paint on my car is wet and shiny and gleaming against the rims.


I don't got 24s (nuh-uh)
I don't actually have rims that are that big.


But I'm on those Vogues
I'm still riding on high-end rims, just not as flashy.


That's those big white walls, round them hundred spokes
My rims have big white walls with circular spoke patterns.


Old school like Olde English in that brown paper bag
My style is reminiscent of the old school days, like drinking Old English in a brown paper bag.


I'm rolling in that same whip that my granddad had
I'm driving the same type of car as my grandfather did.


Hello haters, damn y'all mad
I'm acknowledging that my success has attracted haters and detractors.


30K on the Caddy, now how backpack rap is that?
My car is worth 30K, which is not a typical value for a rapper in the backpack rap genre.


I got that off-black Cadillac, midnight drive
I'm driving my off-black Cadillac on a midnight cruise.


Got that gas pedal, leaning back, taking my time
I'm slowly cruising with my car's gas pedal pushed back.


I'm rolling that roof off, letting in sky
I'm taking off the roof of my car to enjoy the sky.


I shine, the city never looked so bright
I'm enjoying the city at night with my car, making everything seem brighter.


Man, I'm lounging
I'm relaxing in my car, enjoying the moment.


In some shit Bernie Mac would've been proud of
My car is something that comedian Bernie Mac would have been proud of.


Looking down from heaven like damn that's stylish
I imagine Bernie Mac looking down from heaven, admiring my car's style.


Smilin', don't pay attention to the mileage
I'm happy about my car and don't care about how much it has been driven.


Can I hit the freeway? Illegally going a hundred and twenty
I'm driving on the freeway at 120mph, breaking the speed limit.


Easy weaving in and out of the traffic
I'm easily moving through traffic, weaving in and out of cars.


They cannot catch me, I'm smashing
No one can catch me while I'm driving because I'm going so fast.


I'm ducking, bucking them out here
I'm avoiding any obstacles and driving smoothly.


I'm looking fucking fantastic, I am up in a classic
I'm looking great and my car is a classic model.


Now I know what it's like under the city lights
I'm experiencing the city at night while driving my car.


Riding into the night, driving over the bridge
I'm driving across a bridge into the night.


The same one we walked across as kids
It's the same bridge that I used to walk across as a child.


Knew I'd have a whip, but never one like this
I knew I'd have a car, but never expected one as great as this.


Old school, old school, candy paint, two seater
My car is old school and has candy paint. It's also a two-seater model.


Yea, I'm from Seattle, there's hella Honda Civics
I'm from Seattle, where there are many Honda Civics on the road.


I couldn't tell you about paint either
I don't know much about cars and paint.


But I really wanted a Caddy so I put in the hours
I worked hard for my Cadillac because I wanted it so badly.


And rolled up over to the dealer
I went to the dealer to buy my Cadillac.


And I found the car I dreamed of, placed a bargain with this geezer
I found the car of my dreams and got a good deal on it.


Got the keys in as I was leaving I started screaming
I was so excited when I got the keys to my Cadillac that I started screaming.


Backwoods and dope
I have marijuana and tobacco in the car.


White hoes in the backseat snortin' coke
There are white women in the backseat snorting cocaine.


She doing line after line like she's writing rhymes
The women in the backseat are snorting large quantities of cocaine.


I had her inhalin' my love, tryna blow her mind
I had a woman inhaling my marijuana, trying to get high.


Cadillac pimpin', my uncle was on
My uncle used to drive a pimped-out Cadillac.


14, I stole his keys, me and my niggas was gone
When I was 14, I stole my uncle's keys and drove his Cadillac with my friends.


Stealing portions of his liquor, water in his Patron
We were also stealing alcohol from him, like watering down his bottle of Patron.


Driving smiling like I won the fucking lottery homes
We were driving around, laughing and smiling as if we had just won the lottery.


(Fuckin' lottery homes)
This is an exclamation, emphasizing how lucky we felt.


Tires with the spokes on it, and the Vogues too
My tires have spokes and are also Vogues brand.


Mustard and mayonnaise, keepin' the buns all on
This may be a reference to food condiments, but it's unclear what it actually means.


My dogs hanging out the window
My dogs are hanging out the car windows, enjoying the ride.


Young as whoosh, fucking like we ball
This line is ambiguous and its meaning is unclear.


Tryna fuck 'em all
I'm trying to have sex with as many women as possible.


Never park the whip, see what's poppin' at the mall
I never park my car because I'm always out looking for something to do at the mall.


Meet a bad bitch, slap her booty with my paw
I'm flirting with a woman by playfully slapping her butt with my hand.


You can smoke the pussy, I was tearing down the walls
This line is vulgar and its meaning is unclear.


I'm motherfuckin' awe some
I'm great and amazing.


Swear these sights tryna hypnotize
These sights are trying to mesmerize me.


Grip the leather steering wheel way I grip the thighs
I'm gripping the steering wheel of my leather-seated car like I would grip a woman's thighs.


See the lust stuck up in her eyes
The woman is staring at me lustfully.


Maybe she like the ride or did she like the smoke?
I'm wondering if the woman is attracted to me or if she is just enjoying the car ride or the smoke in the car.


Or does she want it low?
This line is ambiguous and its meaning is unclear.


'Cause this shit a Coupe de Ville so you never know
My car is a Coupe de Ville, which is hard to read or understand.


So we cruise for minutes, my nigga fuck the limit
We're cruising for a while, ignoring the speed limit.


Got a window tinted, for sure a gangsta in it
The windows of my car are tinted, making it look like a gangster's car.


Slide 'til the gas is finished, Q
This is a shoutout to someone named Q, and it's unclear what it means.


Off-black Cadillac, midnight drive
This is a repetition of the same line at the beginning of the song.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Ben Haggerty, Quincey Hanley, Ryan Lewis

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don't care what anyone says, this is Macklemore's most underrated song.

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This is my favorite song by him to drive to for sure.

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