This is a song about "Ak 47s"

Don't press ya luck when i'm pressed for time

Add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine

My ak leave ya a lil warmer

And i just want to hold her

When the ak sprays like the kkk

But more importantly taught me to pray

I'll whip the ak out as a ride in the night yeh,

Wanna be just another memory eh eh eh

Get an ak and massacre you all with gold all in each coat

I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke

Ak-47 ready to pull the trigger; cause a massacre

Cops rollin' past, rollin' papers in the passenger

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

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift