This is a song about "30 clip"

This motha fucka crowed

Full clip, spit then i reload/

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

Long like a banana clip

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

I choppa yo ass down you was bodied on , had my bitch empty that clip

Trapped in space with my own gun and an empty clip

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

Never letting go, although sometimes i slip

Starting to spazz out on this shit reload my clip

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

Full clip an automatic

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

Just gave up $30 for yellow bristle grass,