This is a song about "Riding in my benz"

Sweet, okay makes sense

Catch me inna purple benz...........

You aint driving a benz

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Riding lord sliding my sword i sawed your styling

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Dreams riding him on rockets shit in his locket of rhymes from his pocket

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

Ballin til the buzzer blow

Catch me riding solo

See im about riding for my niggas and tryna get rich

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

Who ain't really had big plans but to drive a shiny benz