This is a song about "Ogre squad"

Screw a chick, go outside and give the coupe a kiss

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

845 brick squad on the track/

I can't turn back

With g's in my pocket

Ya whole squad like "ooh shit!"

The squad on lock no key

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

A squad of ignorant losers chilling at a park,

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

All drinks on me like a fuckin' coaster

Don't want you steaming mad like a loaded ogre

Bitches aint ya squad they point a gun right back at you

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

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

Tired of sifting through my mail i feel like cartwright, bills