This is a song about "No girls in my squad"

Or let the mob handle that

My squad is who i get it wit

She wanted to fight at first

Yea new girls all in my world

The squad with us, no troop

Pockets probably like fried food

And for now all i got is my main bitches in cat squad, i aint no fraud,

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

My magma hot bars race between the lines like a squad of cop cars

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

To liberate yourselves, africa

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

Try to press my button whole squad come in a dozen

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

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

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice