This is a song about "Ridin dirty"

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them

Ridin down the highway on a friday

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

You're from the dirty south? yeah, you have a dirty mouth

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Cause i ain't worriedeyes blurry

Forgotten thought i was dirty,

Where's the other bitch that was here ridin wit me?

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

Ridin around in my shot up miami plated rolls royce/

Ridin' down the highway

She say all men treat her wrong way

Flapjack, ooh he bring

Sniffing his dirty washing!