This is a song about "Take the glock"

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

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

I give up, high five it up, put the glock to my head, dead

Your stupid ass, corny lines trying to fill my head

Like the shots from a glock give it everything i got,

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes

Robbings on the streets when the freaks creep when we sleep, glock toking fiends

Calm the fuck down before i get the glock

Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop

Cops frisk with the glock clips, now they stop and freeze,

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

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

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

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot