This is a song about "Fast cars spitting bars vapes zan style"

Real g when i'm spitting bars

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

Heard the sound of several gun shots

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

Without my crew and me, slurring words and spitting so loosely but its so fast its

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

I switch to pistol, diss the system, niggas i'll be spitting bars,

Spitting bars of lead, you turn them into gold

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

By spittin these bars, leave retrieved cars at the dump

Don't know her name those ain't really important

The city streets - bars, clubbing and cars rushing at sickly speeds

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Bars like cars the way i speed on tracks