This is a song about "Money cars family"

You pull up in parking lots

Got like a hundred cars

I be murdering bars

I feel like i got fifty cars

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

Its way different ma you see em passin' out bars

Land a wishes an he can finally make money to help his family profit

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

The ones who wanted their family to have a little money

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Go continue staring at the sky,dream of expensive cars

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars