This is a song about "Bad squad"

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

Luxury life, results living bad

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

Dough ain't nothing to joke about, she open up when that dough come out

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

I pray to god and stay in squad, walkin' through these lonely roads,

My squad full of g's and l's, like bus schedule

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

Choppas out now-now open wide like a freak squad.

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

A squad of ignorant losers chilling at a park,

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

Harder to escape the jail cells and bills

The squad with us, no troop

Pockets probably like fried food