This is a song about "Fancy cars"

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

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

Sb nike's, with the grey box

I feel like i got fifty cars

Yeah, tell me about the love of ours

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

Keep your heads up high

Cars are passing by, guy

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Not king james, these were coke kings

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

All i need is moola cars and friends

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