Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Joseph Bateman
Songwriter
Lyrics
(One, two, three, four)
Guess what, you're gonna cut next class for Taco Bell
White truck, the window's stuck you're greeted by the smell
It's 420, it's 420, it's 420
Heavenly bodies wrapped around the bar
I'm calling shottie, I can see the car
You're gonna die, and yeah, it's cool
You don't know why you're going to school
Gonna let you drive my Cadillac, gonna hit if you tattle back
Gonna let you drive my Cadillac
Gonna circle back for more, one-two-three-four
Let you drive my Cadillac, gonna hit if you tattle back
Gonna let you drive my Cadillac
Gonna circle back for more, one-two-three-four
It's 420, it's 420, it's 420
It's 420, it's 420
Heavenly bodies wrapped around the bar
I'm calling shottie, I can see the car
You're gonna die, and yeah, it's cool
You don't know why you're going to school
(One, two, three, four)
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
Gonna let you drive my Cadillac, gonna hit if you tattle back
Gonna let you drive my Cadillac
Gonna circle back for more, one-two-three-four
Let you drive my Cadillac, gonna hit if you tattle back
Gonna get you with my Battle-axe
Gonna circle back for more, one-two-three-four
Writer(s): Daniel Joseph Bateman
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