This is a song about "Cars bling"

Run away from the cars...

Y’all niggas ain’t no stars

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

Yeah, tell me about the love of ours

I won’t be bragging ’bout my cars

Give me a reason why i'm not the best breathing

Bring bling & sling feelings like we're healing/

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

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

Got like a hundred cars

When bret hart meet brett farve

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve