This is a song about "Gas grill"

When they hear me rocking the groove

Make him inhale the gas fumes

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

Will get fricasseed on the grill then

And do i need to mention when

Just put your hand on the glass

Got my foot on the gas

You outta gas? do you got a flat?

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Original can grill a steak that'll get the panties dropping,

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

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