This is a song about "Squeeze"

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

Like the lil nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze.

But that's what life gives me, now i let the lemons squeeze

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

As i declip this bottle of lubrication, spin on the spot in rotation, squeeze,

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

And i ain't frontin for her

N imma squeeze it like a mixture

They say the juice is worth the squeeze, but we life you gotta believe

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

Like the lil nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze.

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

I swear my peoples keep a strapped like pinky in the movies

Imma fucking wrap my hand around his damn throat and squeeze,

She told me that the radio's been playing the same song all day long

But you know the beef is on when i grab your heart and squeeze it strong