This is a song about "Slay squad"

You woman are cray, but hayyyy! i'm here to fucking slay.

Like michael jackson, how you do me this way

We the squad, freshgang , out that c-town mob

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

The squad with us, no troop

I’m saving major loot

We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay

My squad is who i get it wit

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

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

So here i am at the store for some chips

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