This is a song about "40 glock"

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

A man around 40, he answers the door,

These niggas take me to the glock

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

Step out on the block all the bitches they still in shock

A young teen near the fiends is strapped, a cocked glock,

I gotta know if it's real or not

Calm the fuck down before i get the glock

I keep my choppas on deck it probably split my fucking glock

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Get that 40 sipping, mad trippin, straight kicking

Ey, butt rape on a female cop

Police pull up, i'm tryna stash the glock