This is a song about "Foregin cars"

I won’t be bragging ’bout my cars

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

All you niggas die

Cars are passing by, guy

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Go continue staring at the sky,dream of expensive cars

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Got like a hundred cars

Run through the forest, run away from the cars,

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

All i need is moola cars and friends

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

You pull up in parking lots