This is a song about "A squad"

To become a couple of half pig cops, part of the rcmp squad

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

845 brick squad on the track/

She always comin back

Just searching for the perfect shot

We the squad, freshgang , out that c-town mob

Ya whole squad like "ooh shit!"

See i let my nigga split that

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

Sounding like i'm coked out, squad get blowjobs from high scores its a blowout

A store that dosen't get a

A legend have to bow, africa

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

Leave your whole squad of corny vocalists hopeless

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz