This is a song about "Gang glock forty block ounce shorty"

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Amen, they say you only live once

I move rock on the block with my glock and thugs

Could be so thorny, make me want to drink a forty

Now im gettin more rings than bill russel in an audi

Cause i got my fucking glock,

I gotta know if it's real or not

Got overun by the youngster gang, but i glock till they dead/

While everybody got ammunition on deck

These niggas take me to the glock

Put my trust in my god

Leaving him eight hundred and forty pounds heavy,

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Got a beans if you wanna pop

Police pull up, i'm tryna stash the glock