This is a song about "Gas"

Fill you gas tank with fucking fear

We put a wreath on niggas' career

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

O -line down my throat fast! like im pumpin gas!

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

Recording in the bathroom at the gas station,

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

More deadly to the blacks than hitler was with the sleep gas

Its youngmigokidd on this fuckin beat hit that gas call it ghost

Unless your 'skin's winning, then i do it just to fucking boast

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

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

She's the third this week and i haven't stopped for gas

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

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