This is a song about "Range rover"

She dont have a problem with, with

Leave em amazed with what the range is

Try doing what you doing but it’s out of range

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age

See, welcome to fame where most of us is gon' change

You beat me? you can try but im already out of range

Two whips, six tattoos, no kids

A shooting range with bullet limits

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Aspect, im wanting to change perspective, range of view, and visions,

I got something you've been waiting for

Bitch i'm bout a chick, i went and crashed the rover

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

At close range, no gimmick, fired their lyrics like bullets

Then hit me up and we can cruise in my range rover

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her