This is a song about "Blue car"

Lana blue jeans, pulling up in a fast car

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

Disappear like you interfere, out of the blue

I'm drinkin' coors, my mountains are blue

I really love my miami crew

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

Your music in the car

Don’t mean to disrespect you

Fuck reppin red fuck reppin blue,

You get close but no cigar

Bad, just like an 80's car

I'm a fucking rap star

Yea got big stacks get me a car

Real recognize real, real women dont know you

I'm feeling better and no longer blue.