This is a song about "Big team"

Flapjack, ooh he bring

Check the stats, my team winning

Vc can't tell me nothin bout this team,

Girl cut up, got lean on lean

Of making it to t.v. with my niggas as a team

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

No longer with us; he's deceased

My team eat everyday a feast

All exams deemed finish so i'll go see my team,

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

Beat box while we team up

I know you're mad, but so what

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

Im so good i need no tag team