This is a song about "Cars my dogs mobbing money hoes fakes husting"

Call me michael vick i go down behind my dogs

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech

Rollin with my dogs i'm chiefin' on some long beach

My magma hot bars race between the lines like a squad of cop cars

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

My ex-hoes keep ballin out,

Baby heading down a cloud

How to get my rent money

Shit with our whole family

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

A lotta hoes in my phone

So i parked in a tow-away zone

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,