This is a song about "We the squad"

We sip moscato, like we hit the lotto

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

The squad on lock no key

Plottin' don’t even worry

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

A squad of ignorant losers chilling at a park,

But we all got the same rights don't we?

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

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

Lips and show no cockyness, we got the tricks, we got the kicks, we got the

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga