This is a song about "Clips"

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

I dont give a fuck if your a thug an use clips with slugs.

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Corona beers with a round of alligator clips

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

Got 2 vest and 2 techs with extra clips on me

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

I got banana clips, eating banana chips, digest a rap, came out your shit,

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Slips watching clips but eclipse hurry up before it strips

Full clips of ammunition on you pumpkins

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

With gats, extra mags and clips

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

Throw the clips in clouded never misses lesson 6 listen or meet sorrow