This is a song about "Paper clips"

Belly full of paper bills

I only got four minutes

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

I cut the finest weed down, and smoke like my glock clips,

With gats, extra mags and clips

Lil prps like 3 digits

I pump lead to paper, not to new clips,

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Corona beers with a round of alligator clips

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

By feeding us these images, of bloody death and porno clips,

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Bag of clips, i'm an addict, i like to spit kicks,

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Like chris paul with clips of all your bitches getting triple holed.

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold