This is a song about "Black car"

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

O conquered coke hits in his gay car

At least i have my own house and a car!

She prayed on me passing that bar

You pull up in parking lots

I need a 17 car garage

Yea got big stacks get me a car

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

Well, that's what you are

Down the street to the car,

Who smokin in my car?

Young money, d-town's all star

Box car children trying to hide

I seem to love these whips - a white