This is a song about "Ak 47"

Put em all in a line, add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

He's all expensive like dat nylon

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

This ain't gta, grab that ak, brace and run this archaic district/

Put 'em all in a line, add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine"

Just a couple niggas in a boxcar that bitch go lime

My ak leave ya a lil warmer

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

She's a sex chaser, do whatever for the change

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

Sprayin' like an ak breakin' veins on their way from the brain

I turned into something they never became

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Ryan spits hot fire