This is a song about "Jaked up trucks"

If you did, you wouldn’t want to be famous

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

What happened to em, innocently used to play with and adore toy trucks

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

Some niggas ain't got no luck

When i roll another doob up

Problems stackin up, pretty soon im packin up

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

The cool say i'm thug

It's gonna be a fight up

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck