This is a song about "Ammo"

Just like some niggas say they got bullets my hands are ammo

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

Eatem for a snack smothered with ammo no plastic crap

And my bitch is the type of bitch that's all about that dough

Government is frontin, homeland bought a billion rounds of ammo

And there's little to be glad for

I pack more ammo than a trooper,

My rants will bring cause mental instincts give me ample ammo since

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Or hearing the noise of ammo

Bad bitches never loved them though

Guns and ammo hidden for when i wanna lash back at the staff

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands