This is a song about "Fst cars"

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

All i need is moola cars and friends

Run through the forest, run away from the cars,

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars

With reality defeating n leaving scars guns shot from cars

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Hoes love me because of my cars

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Memories of stolen cars swervin down abandoned blocks

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

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

While in the distance i hear passing cars