This is a song about "Cars girls"

The you should look up in the stars

I feel like i got fifty cars

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Run away from the cars...

You pull up in parking lots

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

With reality defeating n leaving scars guns shot from cars

Hoes love me because of my cars

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

You'll be missing work, and switching lanes, and hitting cars,

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

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

That look in his mama's eyes, he was traumatized by police cars,

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