This is a song about "Me in fancy ass cars with my dad"

I ain't got fancy clothes, cars, mansions, or j's on my feet,

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep

I won’t be bragging ’bout my cars

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

One day my dad told me if i didn't get a b

I'm in love with a woman who is crazy

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Hoes love me because of my cars

Double penetration with ya dad

With my red p hat, nigga you know we back

I walk around understanding the politics

Yeah, fancy cars, big bodies and fresh kicks

When i'm finished with these niggaz, they be calling me "dad"

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track