This is a song about "Foregin cars"

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

You pull up in parking lots

Niggas is working forever my bars

While in the distance i hear passing cars

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

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

Got like a hundred cars

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

The jiggas and the tips

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

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

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

You'll be missing work, and switching lanes, and hitting cars,