This is a song about "Take the glock"

Passionate in that sack, passionate with this rap

Yak! mother fucker, yak! pull the glock back, finger tap,

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

Calm the fuck down before i get the glock

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

It's crazy how the beat drops, crazy beat from the heat glock

These niggas take me to the glock

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

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

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Got the glock 19 ready for action tucked in waiting for a reaction,

Glock 9 pounds, i'll put your heart against the wall

It ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

Yak! mother fucker, yak! pull the glock back, finger tap,