This is a song about "Clip"

40 with a million clip

Back up on my fly shit

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

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

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Cuz my clip just ran out of bullets.

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches

Im the baddest with the mic apparatus, clip this

Uppity bitches, handling business

I put it in a clip and then blow a kiss

If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit

Throw me a different clip, maybe that will solve it

Now i'ma trip with only one clip

You don't mean that, you faggot