This is a song about "Foregin cars"

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

That look in his mama's eyes, he was traumatized by police cars,

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

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

Cars are passing by, guy

When that thing gon fly

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

All i need is moola cars and friends

Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

The you should look up in the stars

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

While in the distance i hear passing cars

Run away from the cars...

So she kisses the stars