This is a song about "Foreign cars supreme north face x surpreme designer glock 40"

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock

Cause i got my fucking glock,

And try to deplete foreign populations creating complications.

She said that we could switch it up and you can sit where mama sits/

Little light in the ass

40 on my face, getting cash

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

Police pull up, i'm tryna stash the glock

Heard the sound of several gun shots

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

I'm flying on top yeah my rhyming supreme

It deserves a supreme poke,

The street slang i be speakin in code