This is a song about "Cars n tits"

I’m up to six hundred bricks, started with two hundred grams

So calm ya tits sit back and relax

Smokin' weed like it ain't no thing, so even kids

Gawking and stalking this blonde chick with nice tits/

Songs all about bitches tits.

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Got like a hundred cars

So she kisses the stars

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

The ones that have the big tits

The jiggas and the tips

This rap suppose to be a kiss to your mom tits

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

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

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars