This is a song about "Glocks gangs mrs loroep"

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs

Where my niggas pop rocks and lock glocks, know not,

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

Couldn't be better. i'll admit to planning this, but these gangs are all on my shit...

I roll with real gangs stole 'n steal grams make a bitch squeal

And i'm about to fill y'all in on the real

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money