This is a song about "Team of the season"

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

She can't get enough of the hustle dream team

A team from out of queens with the american dream

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

Lighting reef up like it’s god damn the holiday season..

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Your team is full of squares, graph paper

And if my record never break, i still won’t break my promise

Other team ticks, in two shoots we'll score six, cuz we're the wild pack of

A lil' closer let me see you in the spot light

I got a team full of dogs and the dogs bite,

Gillys on the fucking twerk team

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

The dream team is very special

So pretentious with no potential