This is a song about "Riding in my ef"

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

Rocked the ef 506 times on the wolf of wall street

Riding inna hammer dip

Shoot till there ain't shit left in the clip

As i light one for ill will

Riding in a vehicle

Accuse people of riding, we know you're a hypocrite

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Written riding my spaceship

So drop the slam and lets get sick

See im about riding for my niggas and tryna get rich

Take your hat off and get to cuttin: kung lao on that bitch

Riding lord sliding my sword i sawed your styling

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing