This is a song about "Gas"

With gasoline and unfastened gas valves,

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

I’m coming back like light-skin and

I got good gas and the weeds dank

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas//

Still stop and i laugh; ma, get them rocks in your ass

But i let off everything i have

She's the third this week and i haven't stopped for gas

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

O -line down my throat fast! like im pumpin gas!

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

Enter my gas chamber, ya gangsta, my ass

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Its youngmigokidd on this fuckin beat hit that gas call it ghost

Shower you like a jew in nazi gas

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path