This is a song about "Glock 40 30 clip"

All these little dreams you got, they're not shit

Trapped in space with my own gun and an empty clip

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Ya'll don't even know the name of my flip

We run quiet swift, a shooter should love thee clip

Please get hip to that new d.c. shit

Yall so fast with the clip,

My 40 dick longer than a bitch weave

Got tired of running from the police

Wit my kin that i came in wit

Long like a banana clip

40 on my face, getting cash

Baby got that super bass

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

I'm wale, the new nigga on the block