This is a song about "Young squad"

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Just like the terror squad when you hear my songs you lean back/

The master of this rap shit

My squad is who i get it wit

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

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

Bitches aint ya squad they point a gun right back at you

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

I pray to god and stay in squad, walkin' through these lonely roads,

Ya whole squad like "ooh shit!"

You don't mean that, you faggot

That damier bag i bought her

And peace to this young warrior,

The game's a chick; i'm kobe, i'mma rape the bitch

Young money young money yeah we getting rich