This is a song about "Chatting gas"

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

Act fact, hourglass, pedal to the floor, step on the gas

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

A rapping rookie, acting an chatting pushy,

Because there's no fuel to hold our gas

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

You're uncool like my mother kin

Of the nearest gas station,

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

Shower you like a jew in nazi gas

You outta gas? do you got a flat?

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Recording in the bathroom at the gas station,

And i can't stop chatting

I love the way you're standing