This is a song about "Money pussy weed glock"

She can only take so much more than her heart got

Police pull up, i'm tryna stash the glock

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

Dare piss me off, come, shoot you with this 45 glock

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

Flyest nigga in this bitch, and i don't even own no chain

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

I keep my choppas on deck it probably split my fucking glock

A young teen near the fiends is strapped, a cocked glock,

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop

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

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