This is a song about "Squad goa"

Father fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis

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

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

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

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

Everything i do exotic i don't need to bring a broad

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

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

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

The squad on lock no key

845 brick squad on the track/

Goddamn, the boy's back

I pray to god and stay in squad, walkin' through these lonely roads,

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

I tell her it's my house, give her a tour

My squad full of g's and l's, like bus schedule