This is a song about "Driving in my lambo and getting pussy"

And im too fucking pussy its another flaw in my design

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

As i light one for ill will

Getting in touch with my mental.

Yeah we drinking and driving in the rain

And not a single feature except lil wayne

Beat that pussy up and then i call my boys up

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

And garage for what i'm driving.

And my only fear's a wedding ring

I've been locked in my room getting faded

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

Getting knocked down by some pussy ass clowns.

My garage full of cars that bounce

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

And i'm prolly drunk driving crying where the fuck 5th went