This is a song about "Muscle car"

To the gullible im unstoppable as is compatible, bringing in the capital

I was going to go hard on you but i'm not even using any muscle.

She prayed on me passing that bar

Got a license, no car

The hotels we staying in twelve star

'bout to get my other car

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

O conquered coke hits in his gay car

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star

Lana blue jeans, pulling up in a fast car

Girl stop being fallacious, this mercedes is spacious

They ain't got no muscle you would think they was weightless.

Well, that's what you are

Your music in the car