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

Your the new kid on the block

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

My shit was submarine like, under ship

Find me on the block being part of a statistic.

We popping bottles, it don't stop

Cause i got my fucking glock,

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Open the door, they scream freeze, melt em--with the lead from the glock

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

I move rock on the block with my glock and thugs

Like the lil nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze.

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

Aint nobody getting shot up on the block