This is a song about "Glock 45"

Put my trust in my god

Cause i got my fucking glock,

Is never that's equivalent to me and sarah

Shoot bullets in your direction, 45 para

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

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

Police pull up, i'm tryna stash the glock

The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

Like the shots from a glock give it everything i got,

Is it possible at the same moment in time

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

Big shit popping, i'm the man

Gotta get join, get the 45 bang