This is a song about "Old cars"

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Yeah, fancy cars, big bodies and fresh kicks

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

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

All i need is moola cars and friends

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

Memories of stolen cars swervin down abandoned blocks

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

While in the distance i hear passing cars

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

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

Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars

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