This is a song about "Gun squad"

I pray to god and stay in squad, playing hard, blazing skies,

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

In the car with a gun,

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Summertime in the city

The squad on lock no key

Try to press my button whole squad come in a dozen

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

Escaping from my fucken gun

Shoot my ping and if you gonna listen

Your best lines are a rubber band gun

What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand

I went to get the gun

Baby you're the one

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

So odd, your entire squad, stood by in awe.