This is a song about "Banna clip"

Hand me the clip an everything will be made okay.

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way

And when it come to tight games i'm o.t. with the bitches

I put it in a clip and then blow a kiss

Thug niggas, drug dealers, it's a trip

Long like a banana clip

Trapped in space with my own gun and an empty clip

Praying to god i can slide and slip out the devil’s grip

I can have a full clip and still wanna use the bayonet

I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck

Grab and extra clip for the extra bitch who was meddling,

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

I choppa yo ass down you was bodied on , had my bitch empty that clip

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

I catch the clip shove it in and what the fuck its still stuck!