And it's big 38 for the weapon

If you talk you get smoked with the Wesson

I got seventeen shots in this glock I don't miss you talk shit you get sent up to heaven

And she talking like I need her presence

You ain't shit can you read my expression

I just spin with the glock I'm aggressive if that's my replacement then I am not stressin

I'll admit that she gave me depression

It's alright cuz I did learn my lesson

That lil bitch was a curse I will never forgive but now I'm counting my blessings

Ain't respond but she still got the message

Wasn't love she ain't give me affection