What, what?
Squad
I f#ck on your thotty, she callin’ me “dad”
I know that i’m makin’ you lil n****s mad
Y’all mad ’cause you see that a n**** got cash
’cause i got the swag, ’cause i got a bag
’cause i got a jag, ’cause i got the money
I’m stackin’ and flippin’ them hundreds on hundreds now
We got the features to trap out the onion
You need it, you got it, you wantin’ no losses
Slammin’ the pack and i feel like hulk hogan
Lil n****s mad ’cause i’m ready to coast in
I step on the scene and i’m causin’ commotion
Tryna be sneaky, you got a fake rollie
My whip in dior and my glocky supreme
Don’t got a red beam, went and got me a beam
I keep me a pipe, the stallion scenе
I jump out a bimm’, that’s why i’m lookin’ mean
My b#tch dress me in dior whilе she in saint laurent
Every time we step on the scene you know we turn up the spot
Sometimes i mix my lean with the perc, that straight drop
And my girl touching the white girl, she gon’ ship the bay watch
She dress me in dior while she in saint laurent
Every time we step on the scene you know we turn up the spot
Sometimes i mix my lean with the perc, that straight drop
And my girl touching the white girl, she gon’ ship the bay watch
Damn, my swag, 550k, that cost a ‘rari
Can’t trust on no b#tch, i might end up with maury
I’m watchin’ my bag, i’m just not a nobody
I ride in the coupe, yeah, my shotty’s a shotty
They say i’m fantastic, well, n****, i’m gnarly
We rockin’ dior, it’s not on my body
Pull up and f#ck on his b#tch at his party
I do not play with some brothers, they fake
And i do not argue, i’m not on debate
I said what i said and i mean what i say
I beat down your block like i beef for the bape
Uppin’ it up, and lil bih, i’m a spray
I can sleep with a k and wake up with a k
I just f#cked on one of my dinners today
I swore you, don’t know how a n****’s raised
My b#tch dress me in dior while she in saint laurent
Every time we step on the scene you know we turn up the spot
Sometimes i mix my lean with the perc, that straight drop
And my girl touching the white girl, she gon’ ship the bay watch
She dress me in dior while she in saint laurent
Every time we step on the scene you know we turn up the spot
Sometimes i mix my lean with the perc, that straight drop
And my girl touching the white girl, she gon’ ship the bay watch
Damn, my swag, 550k, that cost a ‘rari
Can’t trust on no b#tch, i might end up with maury
I’m watchin’ my bag, i’m just not a nobody
I ride in the coupe, yeah, my shotty’s a shotty
They say i’m fantastic, well, n****, i’m gnarly
We rockin’ dior, it’s not on my body
Pull up and f#ck on his b#tch at his party
I do not play with some brothers, they fake
And i do not argue, i’m not on debate
I said what i said and i mean what i say
I beat down your block like i beef for the bape
Uppin’ it up, and lil bih, i’m a spray
I can sleep with a k and wake up with a k
I just f#cked on one of my dinners today
I swore you, don’t know how a n****’s raised
That’s both of your b#tches
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