This is a song about "My squ"

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

I'm popping rubber bands

Got my head in my hands.

Thats how i live my life thats my motto thats my armor.

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

See my pain through my eyes,

I just shake dice