This is a song about "Drugs cars hoes"

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

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

I feel like i got fifty cars

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

Water-less, they sprinkles us with the bullshit that they there through drugs and hoes,

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

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

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

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Run away from the cars...

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

Took me a while just to write those

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

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

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars

Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars