This is a song about "Cars girls"

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse

Run through the forest, run away from the cars,

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

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

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

When you spill out hits

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Go continue staring at the sky,dream of expensive cars