This is a song about "Money gang glock 11"

And they're robbing our money for tax

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

Driving around like gang bang gang gunner

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

But never once in a gang

Dj turn me up, ladies this your jam

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

I got me funny money, cartoons and shit

I'm a gang man let's play hang man cos your raps

Double-m g up, we up, y'all just relax

Cause i got my fucking glock,

It’s hip-hop, not pop

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang pack viscous

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Cops frisk with the glock clips, now they stop and freeze,

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees