This is a song about "Good gas"

Make him inhale the gas fumes

Still got my nike boots

Because there's no fuel to hold our gas

Poppin purple tagsshow my face for cash

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

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Recording in the bathroom at the gas station,

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

Im sick of cuttin grass so im chuggin gas

You stood me up and i understand

I got good gas and the weeds dank

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

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash