This is a song about "Stupid car"

I need a 17 car garage

Sk for dinner and forget to floss

My daddy need a new car

You know...you know who you are

Believe my mom still needs a new car

We be in the party like we own that bar

Bad, just like an 80's car

Young money, d-town's all star

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

Who smokin in my car?

Box car children trying to hide

Ugly girls, quiet, pretty girls ride

When they feel safe on some bitch shit

They wince at pop music and stop stupid

Wanting to battle me? you must be stupid

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit