This is a song about "Extendo clips"

The best in my position, i’m passionate with lyrics

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

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

By feeding us these images, of bloody death and porno clips,

With gats, extra mags and clips

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Not about the inner city kids filling pistol clips,

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Full clips of ammunition on you pumpkins

Takin' clips from the magazines like killers, filled up,

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

Love tend to make us all sensitive

Popping clips to leave your whole body stiff

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

I stack chips, crack ribs, and in fact, i stack mad mack clips