This is a song about "Squat"

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

After her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Growing glowing pot, tastes better sparked, served hot, cops know squat.

Now you know bout me, lets go to a lounge

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Before my eggs and bacon, i squat the world until my legs be shaking

"the king losing? its time to squat"

Okay man you do the drop

Fuck with me you'll be forced to watch as i tore you into squat,

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job