This is a song about "Flashy lights"

Street lights flashing, dark nights crashing,

Her phone in the bag, she dancing

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

All the time with this glock of mines

Shining bright that's right with no lights

Lights bulbs when wearin' that wig, flyin' kites

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

Somethin ain't right, hit the brake lights

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

It's broken yet happy, flashy with colors of it's other personality

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Came to my sense at that traff lights

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

I sit and i write pickin' fights with the lights

For being jealous of a brother when he rides