This is a song about "Cars"

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

All i need is moola cars and friends

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

From the projects to the penthouse

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars

Hoes love me because of my cars

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

I won’t be bragging ’bout my cars

When bret hart meet brett farve

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

Dreams of giant mansions, diamonds chains, 8 or 9 cars,