This is a song about "Girls and cars"

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

From fine girls and cars to a brand new watch

I need henny on the rock, my queen top notch

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

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

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

And i park cars i don't pay for the meter,

The ice ain't really nothing to her

I gonna take it really nice and slow

The money, cars, and clothes, the riches and dough,