This is a song about "Car is shitty"

Where there is no rules car

That gyal want mi ride har

It was shitty without a doubt

Every year i get it out

Who won't refer twilight, knows it's shitty, poor

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

My daddy need a new car

I don’t care where ya are

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Haters gettin shitty

Find whatever it is you need/ from the bomb bay car fucking hoes on main/

And i don't know no triple h, but this is all about the game

If there’s a shining star

Your music in the car

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

The memories were to shitty to even last,