This is a song about "Tank rop"

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Set the house up like toast,with a tank of gasoline

U scared cause i got a big tank

Two white cups and i got that drank

But at the same time i pull out an m1 abrams tank, see?

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Would be sin-bad if every lie was a water filled fish tank

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

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

Me against you the movie of the year

Fill you gas tank with fucking fear

I got a closet full of them thrift store tank tops, and you ain't even know it,

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

You think you're hip, you got that tank at abercrombie & fitch

Say you want that dope shit, welcome to satan's cabbage patch, bitch