This is a song about "Money car cloths"

With the goons i spar

Your music in the car

In the car with a gun,

And i know that you're open

That gal want me ride har

Yea got big stacks get me a car

Jokes on you i don't have a car

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

No i can't drive a car

Young money, d-town's all star

I don’t care where ya are

Down the street to the car,

'bout to get my other car

That gyal want mi ride har

At least i have my own house and a car!

Cause yo ass got me fiending for ya so far