This is a song about "1920 cars"

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars

Run through the forest, run away from the cars,

I feel like i got fifty cars

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

Dreams of giant mansions, diamonds chains, 8 or 9 cars,

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Yeah, fancy cars, big bodies and fresh kicks