This is a song about "Riding shotgun"

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Call shotgun while i'm getting madder

Riding in their bugatti's man/

Cause u know that this my jam

I don't need no single

Riding in a vehicle

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

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

Ain't riding, dicks so stop, siding, don't swap

Trying to get his life together, or what not

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find

So he runs through his building, leaves the shotgun behind,

I'm low-income right now, i'm moving to a shotgun,

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done