This is a song about "Old cars dis"

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

While in the distance i hear passing cars

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

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

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Run away from the cars...

Before dis nigga pounce

My garage full of cars that bounce

Bad rap, cuties claim

Jus a pawn in dis game,

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/