This is a song about "Irish car wreck"

Rolling with the dopest hoes and they don't know i rap

The irish fuckin gangster huh? how hard is that?

Is dc in the house, without a doubt

I'm like irish weather - fuckin' lashing out

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

Most, black got irish bitches, so scottish, watch me scottie pippen

Down the street to the car,

You get close but no cigar

I guzzle up at the bar

Where there is no rules car

Don't go to far

Got a license, no car

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

Ive come to wreck havoc

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

I come correct wreck decks and collect checks