This is a song about "Riding in my benz"

I'm riding around with my gun on hip

I like to call that a quick flip

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

So i ran in the dark while she started the engine of her mercedes benz

Hey am i wrong, ain't you suppose to keep the peace man

Dont be riding in kendricks old mini-van/

Written riding my spaceship

Like he back that shit

Been riding with my homies since day one

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Drape'd down n that benz boxxy truck wit oxy cut soft az cotton bunched in a bag

You aint driving a benz

Sweet, okay makes sense