This is a song about "Foreign cars fast money and rich bitches drugs"

My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars

Fast lives inside shiny cars, buyin' bars out when we stars,

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

I live in england where them bitches rich,

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

Bitches cars and clothes depicted to those who are famous

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

Say hello to miss thang, i forgot yo name, she yellow

I know that cars and gold bars can bring in bitches and dough,

But all i hear is "money, hoes, i'm the shit, cars and chains",

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes