This is a song about "Hair clips"

Corona beers with a round of alligator clips

The best in my position, i’m passionate with lyrics

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Full clips of ammunition on you pumpkins

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

Not about the inner city kids filling pistol clips,

Corona beers with a round of alligator clips

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Brighter than yellow bones

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

And now i walk around without a care

Hit man? shit man, i could look down the cross hair

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

Your pullin on my hair

They're tryin to say that i don't care