This is a song about "40 ounce"

Get that 40 sipping, mad trippin, straight kicking

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

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Blow another ounce as easy as blowing bubbles

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

Liquor stores with the 40's, young niggas bite metal, shit,

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

But save the 40, and bring it to my place,

Drinkin' 40's, whippin' shit, and talkin' shit, their overtones,

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

Rideright back to the movies

My 40 dick longer than a bitch weave