This is a song about "Seats"

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

Their leather seats in the two-door mustang shit…

See there no place better than the state of my mind

Don't drive her gently, seats all purple lined

Ass shots in her seven jeans

Yall better take your seats

We take our seats, in the first row out of eight

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

And she throws up whatever she eats

Young fools eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Fuck a mayback, i pull da back seats to da rolls.

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Got a bugatti with black and white seats call it chinese checkers,

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Sneeze and leave the seats of my maybach snotty