This is a song about "Yam squad"

And you all will respect that

Ya whole squad like "ooh shit!"

Or did i sprout a new arm, cat squad causing all this harm,

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

Sounding like i'm coked out, squad get blowjobs from high scores its a blowout

Dough ain't nothing to joke about, she open up when that dough come out

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

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

Cause time is money

The squad on lock no key

My squad is who i get it wit

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

But still to not get punked on the block i just stay to squad,

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god