This is a song about "Madu squad"

Sounding like i'm coked out, squad get blowjobs from high scores its a blowout

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

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

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

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

Is written in our souls, africa

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

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

A squad of ignorant losers chilling at a park,

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

After that moscato hit

My squad is who i get it wit