This is a song about "The ak 47"

Peep gamedon't let the money make you change

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

Get an ak and massacre you all with gold all in each coat

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

Put 'em all in a line, add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine"

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Plus out ak, grab that az, the kp cb nothing phase me

This ain't gta, grab that ak, brace and run this archaic district/

So the right to have these women, i'm entitled to their interest

My ak leave ya a lil warmer

And that i spent the night with her

You know, work that

"im not saying jack shit"

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that