This is a song about "Car dealer"

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Or maybe even a drug dealer

I'ma go getter, money mr. dealer,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Crack dealer, master chef, i own the kitchen

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Coz yeah,i'm that guy,the dope dealer

Cuz i'm a twerker fresh up out the dealer all them fine

Gucci rocking his gold rollie, i'm rocking mine

I'm a fucking rap star

Your music in the car

Got a license, no car

How simple they are