This is a song about "Paper clip"

9 mil extended clip means your death is extended.

Go to college, get a job, marry, have a kid

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

Somebody hold the banana, clip

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Than i killed his career gave him the whole clip

Long like a banana clip

Razor grips, laser spit

His buddys dead right beside em, last clip drops to the floor

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

"clip is fully loaded got that cuete by my side"/

Like your bitchin' wife and sister might get tonight

But i'm leaving town in a little bit

We run quiet swift, a shooter should love thee clip