This is a song about "Time gear"

You know i was ridin’ and you switched up a gear or two

Never mind the rumors baby this is me and you

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

Stalk that time get it get it time,time,oh give me some mo time

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

I stepped up my game, and went up a gear

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

No wonder they resroting to gear, get you gears cranked, rears spanked,

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

Wiz khalifa's gear none of that shitty home grown

Drink whatever's left, kill the pussy, tombstone

Crack another beer and grab the gear to have it out of the way, safe

Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Picking up gear from dick's.