This is a song about "Fuck ur squad"

The squad on lock no key

Cause some of you bitches funny

Bitches aint ya squad they point a gun right back at you

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view

Rip ur head from ur neck and laugh as ur body twitches like terretes,bury ur

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

You kids sweet / fuck ur bitch tweets/u dudes r pussy

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

The glare makes me hard to find

From ur head n' ur mind,

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

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

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

Tryin' to celebrate my independence day, will smith

Don't give a fuck to what ppl say do it for ur self for ur ppl kill it

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit