This is a song about "Benz bands and bitches"

You aint driving a benz

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Her own family and those backstabbing bitches

Screw a chick, go outside and give the coupe a kiss

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

All that ass in your jeans

A fun chick its nothin to break funds with

I'll take there homies,family and bitches

He buy the benz where acres and crazy real estate

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

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

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Lyrics, couldn't understand, still didn't pop rubber bands