This is a song about "Car drives"

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

Yea got big stacks get me a car

Bad, just like an 80's car

I'm a fucking rap star

Down the street to the car,

Young money, d-town's all star

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

I want her bad. it drives me made when she's not hear to make me glad

Fucking two bad bitches, at the same damn time

Drives him crazy, always went home not feeling fine

The hotels we staying in twelve star

My daddy need a new car

I do it fast like vien diesel's car

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Where there is no rules car

Well, that's what you are