This is a song about "Million dollar fancy cars"

'cuz it's so deep in my blood, this the only shit that i fancy

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

A dollar might turn to a million and we all rich that's just how i feel

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Look another day another fucking dollar

Spend so much mula, checks in the million

They say that karats help your vision

Uhh, got a hundred on the dash, young

Six and a half million

Nothin fancy about no bounty baby im frantic

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

But astronomer is just a fancy word for moon starer

But what i do know, is that he's real and he lives forever

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.