This is a song about "Tank"

& my bitch pussy fire gotta extinguish shit, lebron james & shit

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

So ima cashin on a half tank

Cause i got the burner in the hand

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

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

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

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

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

Cause in this tank, it's me and my bros rhyming for fun

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

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Enforce, i'm elegant and

U scared cause i got a big tank

It take a shank and metal tank to harm me

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see