This is a song about "Nice cars"

Gonna have it all, nice cars and a huge estate with a huge golden gate.

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

Sb nike's, with the grey box

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

Nice hotel, nice weed, nice beer, nice ass

And when it come to the cash

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Memories of stolen cars swervin down abandoned blocks

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

You'll be missing work, and switching lanes, and hitting cars,

Yeah, tell me about the love of ours

Hoes love me because of my cars

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

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

With reality defeating n leaving scars guns shot from cars