This is a song about "Buying used cars"

Run away from the cars...

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

Hoes love me because of my cars

The you should look up in the stars

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

He's buying me leather

I pipe in and one night her

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

You're buying up silvers like you need to kill a werewolf

I’d be buying her chains

I like my girls skinny with brains