This is a song about "Missing car keys"

You ain't know what you missing

And this will be the song that we sing

A flock uh waka talking on my walkie hit that bitch take her car keys

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

Down the street to the car,

I guzzle up at the bar

Got a license, no car

That gal want me ride har

Debatable. no debate when you turn up missing.

My sister and them, all my niggas listening

We can make more, make babies

Palms sweating and heading to crack keys

Now i'm roaming the block, car missing the top

Ey, butt rape on a female cop

How simple they are

Who smokin in my car?