This is a song about "I moving in a little car"

You said i was clingy but spoke of moving in with me.

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

No i can't drive a car

Don't go to far

I felt lost in the world for a little bit

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

So rap and i go back like asses in car seats/

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I don't believe in a safety, i get a little bit racy

She wear a scarf, louis v to be exact

Like a pointguard,i was moving fast

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

I need a 17 car garage

Lana blue jeans, pulling up in a fast car

And this still the hardest shit you've heard from la this far