This is a song about "Hyrbid cars"

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

Run through the forest, run away from the cars,

So she kisses the stars

Run away from the cars...

All i need is moola cars and friends

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Took me a while just to write those

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

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

Dreams of giant mansions, diamonds chains, 8 or 9 cars,

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

Heard the sound of several gun shots

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops