This is a song about "Gas laws"

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

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

Bags under my 'isaac', grinding to the laws of motion

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

Of the nearest gas station,

Lead us not into temptation

See youse a nasty girl, wit yo fine ass

It's too turned going up like gas

Through tracks, tombs, gas moons encircled

Unify them, mob through, take over and

And broke multiple laws

Alcohol and booty calls

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

Because there's no fuel to hold our gas

Shame on ya'll, you tryna ball with the game on pause

Cause i made use of the loopholes on them laws