This is a song about "Gas glocks tanks basketball"

I don't play, i'll get your ass to crash, i'll spray your face with massive tanks of gas

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

With gasoline and unfastened gas valves,

From the jungle, fam, where niggas bundle grams

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

Playing basketball everyday.triple double!

Where you belong with your family

Like basketball i toss the alley

Wearing tanks and tatoos and shit.

Saying they this and that

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

Words are swords rearrange it you will see it, it's verbal tanks