This is a song about "Cars iee"

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

With reality defeating n leaving scars guns shot from cars

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

Hoes love me because of my cars

When bret hart meet brett farve

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

Sb nike's, with the grey box

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Cars are passing by, guy

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

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

Memories of stolen cars swervin down abandoned blocks

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box