This is a song about "Glock"

Amac talkin bout he gonna shoot me, hah with whos glock?

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

I move rock on the block with my glock and thugs

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

Empty you, not pockets, ima take my glock and cock it

Dare piss me off, come, shoot you with this 45 glock

We dig the plot and never bury pot

I cut the finest weed down, and smoke like my glock clips,

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

Yak! mother fucker, yak! pull the glock back, finger tap,

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

I keep my choppas on deck it probably split my fucking glock