This is a song about "Pop you with my glock"

Fuck that noble shit, it's our country, debate with glock clips,

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

Nick will pop to with a pistol turn you into a crystal

10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Way obnoxious, holding that like cockpits with plated glock clips,

Pop you like a pimple

With a honey in the middle

In my optical trigger like a follicle to pop at you

Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue

The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop

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

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

We dig the plot and never bury pot