This is a song about "Electric cars"

Run away from the cars...

Sb nike's, with the grey box

Not even got any electric for the whole house

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

She got electric feel, don't taze me bro

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

Andy samberg: oh dang

Turn off my electric fan

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

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

That look in his mama's eyes, he was traumatized by police cars,

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

Got her sayin' you be killin' that shit

I shock you like my flow was electric/

Electric relaxation, people's travel started the slaughter,

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her