This is a song about "Gas"

Or id be pumping gas

Bring your pen and your weed stash

I got good gas and the weeds dank

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

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

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

Shower you like a jew in nazi gas

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

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

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

And young teens how get shot at gas stations for loudest music,

If i dont bag i’ll be thinking bout your ass

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas//

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

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