This is a song about "Laughing gas"

From los angee area anytime i'm fucking landing

Lf beat this slut to death ill be happy and laughing

It's too turned going up like gas

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

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

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

Shower you like a jew in nazi gas

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

Because there's no fuel to hold our gas

Poppin purple tagsshow my face for cash

Me against you the movie of the year

Fill you gas tank with fucking fear

Make him inhale the gas fumes

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

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

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