This is a song about "Cars fords"

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

Yeah, fancy cars, big bodies and fresh kicks

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

When bret hart meet brett farve

I feel like i got fifty cars

While in the distance i hear passing cars

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

Hoes love me because of my cars

Sb nike's, with the grey box

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Y’all niggas ain’t no stars

Got like a hundred cars