This is a song about "Rc cars"

Cars are passing by, guy

Dump that bitch in the sly

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

All i need is moola cars and friends

Run away from the cars...

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Sb nike's, with the grey box

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

Got like a hundred cars

You pull up in parking lots

I won’t be bragging ’bout my cars

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Been spending most our lives

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.