This is a song about "Squad power"

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

No money, power, or drugs,

Now tell me where's your true power

I got something you've been waiting for

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

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

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

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

Leave all they clothes on, baby this ain't so hard

A squad of ignorant losers chilling at a park,

And its simple as that baby

The squad on lock no key

And i must admit

Ya whole squad like "ooh shit!"