This is a song about "Expensive cars"

Hoes love me because of my cars

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

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

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

Got like a hundred cars

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

He's all expensive like dat nylon

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

You're just mad that i'm like expensive toilet paper

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

While in the distance i hear passing cars

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Heavy doses, hands grippin on expensive sodas

Memories of stolen cars swervin down abandoned blocks

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