This is a song about "Clip"

Stepping out fly shit, straight purple cloud shit

We run quiet swift, a shooter should love thee clip

Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit

Than i killed his career gave him the whole clip

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Take a little bit of the shit, it quickly leads to me unloading my clip,

Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door

His buddys dead right beside em, last clip drops to the floor

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

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

I had to fight back and shit

Yall so fast with the clip,

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

Fill the clip and drill 'em and then screw 'em, shit's a missile,

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

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit