This is a song about "Fam not squad"

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

But still to not get punked on the block i just stay to squad,

The squad on lock no key

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Money got my fam going back words

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

The squad with us, no troop

Pockets probably like fried food

Try to press my button whole squad come in a dozen

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

Dc, man over money

My friends and fam hear me,

Leave your whole squad of corny vocalists hopeless

Play hard to get, females get jealous