This is a song about "Glock 17"

Too unorthodox for conformist flocks, 'cuz i hold the glock,

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

Glock cocked, i pol pot, pop off the whole block//

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

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

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

Cause i got my fucking glock,

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

I move rock on the block with my glock and thugs

These niggas take me to the glock

Pawning my chain in the shop

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

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

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

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