This is a song about "Empty the clip"

Cause the account never empty, naw it stay full son

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

40 with a million clip

How bout we blow this bit

I’m tryna be low key

But the pill bottles are 8empty

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit

Than i killed his career gave him the whole clip

And let me bust back to them niggas till they cold and sweaty

At least superficially make the conversation less empty

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

Tag the empty concrete, make your voice heard

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

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

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