This is a song about "Benz and beemer"

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

So i ran in the dark while she started the engine of her mercedes benz

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Drape'd down n that benz boxxy truck wit oxy cut soft az cotton bunched in a bag

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

Living young and wild and free

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Who ain't really had big plans but to drive a shiny benz

She can only live for the moment

And remember what i said and

Hey, must be the money

And a fridge and some broccoli

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,