This is a song about "Cash cars hoes"

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

Run away from the cars...

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

I feel like i got fifty cars

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

See me i'm into hoes that's into hoes

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Fortune, fame, cars, hoes are tens, nobody's tense,