This is a song about "Crack money cars"

I won’t be bragging ’bout my cars

Niggas is working forever my bars

Sb nike's, with the grey box

Hoes love me because of my cars

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

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

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

But all i hear is "money, hoes, i'm the shit, cars and chains",

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Got like a hundred cars

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars

And mine somewhere bout mars

Run away from the cars...

Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars