This is a song about "Driving forent cars"

When bret hart meet brett farve

I won’t be bragging ’bout my cars

Yeah we drinking and driving in the rain

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again

You pull up in parking lots

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

My nigga was on his hustle i introduced him my name

Living with his twisted brother, driving us insane

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

While in the distance i hear passing cars

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

What you talking about? lil man

Driving in my dodge ram

Its been driving me crazy lately

But showed up cause i ain't fuckin' lazy