This is a song about "Squad love"

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

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature

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

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Just like the terror squad when you hear my songs you lean back/

Pocket racked up all big faces

Show me love show me fuckin love

Wit my kin that i came in wit

Ya whole squad like "ooh shit!"

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

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

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