This is a song about "Ghost squad shooting games"

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

And if you feel i'm wrong, baby you should tell me this

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

Dude your bad at call of duty ghost

Shooting disses like bullets, spray and pray.

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

Ya whole squad like "ooh shit!"

It's all good, finna dog that

Im going on a shooting spree

Like hoes down in magic city

Now of days people will be shooting,

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

And i ain't got what it takes

Fire reds and flu games

Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot

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