This is a song about "Cocking on that glock"

Way obnoxious, holding that like cockpits with plated glock clips,

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

These niggas take me to the glock

Tick tock, darling, tick tock

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

Champ with a pencil thats the glock

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics

Fuck that noble shit, it's our country, debate with glock clips,

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

On top, a former cop was shot with a coke snorters glock

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

Open the door, they scream freeze, melt em--with the lead from the glock

And for this moment no i won't ditch you

Cocking the rhymes, then swiftly switch to,

Feeling like a dream and nobody pinch you

Cocking the rhymes, then swiftly switch to,