This is a song about "Lego cars"

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

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

Yeah, fancy cars, big bodies and fresh kicks

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Got like a hundred cars

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Hoes love me because of my cars

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

My garage full of cars that bounce

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

All i need is moola cars and friends

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

And mine somewhere bout mars