This is a song about "Feul tank"

I'm banking a full tank, you're running on low gas

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

I got a closet full of them thrift store tank tops, and you ain't even know it,

So ima cashin on a half tank

Miami nights, made a couple grand

Set the house up like toast,with a tank of gasoline

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

But at the same time i pull out an m1 abrams tank, see?

Would be sin-bad if every lie was a water filled fish tank

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

It take a shank and metal tank to harm me

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Fill you gas tank with fucking fear