This is a song about "Girls cars and weed"

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Boy and girls watch me unfold

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

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls

They slowly showin they colors

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

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

Neighbours washing cars and reading fucking magazines.

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried