This is a song about "Dodge chargers"

And you cute, shorty; let's get low

Like a brand new dodge nitro

Yellow light runnin', in a fuckin' white dodge

Konichiwa, shadow chain and decent watch

Ye we skate and ye we hate do what we do to dodge the fakes

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Lyrical chargers attached to my back to combat a whack

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

These tied ends break fast, i dodge bullshit like hurdles

Caramel macchiatos when shawty get into work

Then we got out a dodge, like them dukes of hazzard

Ye we skate and ye we hate do what we do to dodge the fakes

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

Im in my own division, you cant dodge this collision, my mind and rhymes