This is a song about "Georgina gas"

Make yo ass choke on the gas that i wrote/

The street slang i be speakin in code

It's too turned going up like gas

Does a stripper love to shake that ass

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Strike your ass with liquid nitro gas, light the hash,

With gas chambers, guards with cannons and

This is something different

Fighting with my weak hand

I got good gas and the weeds dank

Just put your hand on the glass

Or id be pumping gas

Im sick of cuttin grass so im chuggin gas

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Shower you like a jew in nazi gas

Stack in his hand trynna make that last