This is a song about "Nigas on the block with a fucking glock"

Now we chop the whole fucking block

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

A clever idea to take something they said

I spit up on the block like a glock and the rest are dead,

By any means, if ya like it or not

Cause i got my fucking glock,

I these nigas with timeless

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

Pawning my chain in the shop

I'm that nigga on the block

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

Aint nobody getting shot up on the block

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

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

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

Glock cocked, i pol pot, pop off the whole block//