This is a song about "4o glock"

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

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

Yak! mother fucker, yak! pull the glock back, finger tap,

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

Champ with a pencil thats the glock

Amac talkin bout he gonna shoot me, hah with whos glock?

She can only take so much more than her heart got

Yak! mother fucker, yak! pull the glock back, finger tap,

I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap

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

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Glock cocked, i pol pot, pop off the whole block//

Put my trust in my god

Cause i got my fucking glock,