This is a song about "Car ain t got no roof"

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

High as shit, i’m in a booth

Squirrel is running on the roof

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Got a brain, a car, and a bunch of crystals,

Yea got big stacks get me a car

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Squirrel is running on the roof

When they hear me rocking the groove

Young money, d-town's all star

Got a license, no car

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

She got in the car and i fucked and i hadn't even tried

Me i got a nice house, car and some cash

Your life is a product of trash