This is a song about "Glock to the head"

Head first in that goddamn river, you're dead

They used to think i was fucked up in the head

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

It's crazy how the beat drops, crazy beat from the heat glock

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

I head to the islands the tropics,

But i have enough hearts to fuck you up in the head.

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

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

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock

The gun rests in my hands, pressed up to my head,

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

Police pull up, i'm tryna stash the glock

Would they mind? umm, well, of course not

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

Fucked up in the head, to hot head always wearing a frown