Squad Up
If you is a fucking snitch
We can squad up
You talking shit about my bitch
We can squad up
You trying to step on my turf
We can squad up
Fool I'll take you off this earth
And we can squad up
Squad up squad up
We can squad up
Squad up squad up
We can squad up
Squad up squad up
We can squad up
You trying to step on my turf
And we can squad up
I'm a cold motherfucker hand on my glock ready to kill
Don't give a fuck about your mother got a bullet for her just for thrills
Then I go and fuck your bitch sit down enjoy a meal
My whole crew eating at the table taking turns on that pussy wheel
Straight beat that pussy up and you can't stop it
Your boys out for revenge you'll hear my whole crew going to cock it
Pop pop it leave you leaking on the streets
Believe me when I say you don't want none of this beef
Because I'm Big Poppa Stash and you know I bring that heat
Got so much damn cash that I'm stacking it in heaps
Straight murder these beats and my crew be standing guard
Call me Roman Reigns because this is my yard and you ain't hard
If you is a fucking snitch
We can squad up
You talking shit about my bitch
We can squad up
You trying to step on my turf
We can squad up
Fool I'll take you off this earth
And we can squad up
Squad up squad up
We can squad up
Squad up squad up
We can squad up
Squad up squad up
We can squad up
You trying to step on my turf
And we can squad up
Always counting on my money
And my money always be counting on me
Always got time for the honeys
But not the kind that come for free
If you fucking with me I straight kill you first degree
And my crew is never sorry no apologies
You the type of little bitch to go get down on his knees
Bitch please you Ain't even fucking with that cheese
And I'm all about that cheddar about to make it rain
No matter the type of weather my whole crew going to bring the pain
This stash you cannot tame like a lion in its den
My gun is going to go off yours is just pretend
I put the cream on these bitches like they got a rash
And if you fucking with my cash fool you better be ready to blast
If you is a fucking snitch
We can squad up
You talking shit about my bitch
We can squad up
You trying to step on my turf
We can squad up
Fool I'll take you off this earth
And we can squad up
Squad up squad up
We can squad up
Squad up squad up
We can squad up
Squad up squad up
We can squad up
You trying to step on my turf
And we can squad up
We can squad up
You talking shit about my bitch
We can squad up
You trying to step on my turf
We can squad up
Fool I'll take you off this earth
And we can squad up
Squad up squad up
We can squad up
Squad up squad up
We can squad up
Squad up squad up
We can squad up
You trying to step on my turf
And we can squad up
I'm a cold motherfucker hand on my glock ready to kill
Don't give a fuck about your mother got a bullet for her just for thrills
Then I go and fuck your bitch sit down enjoy a meal
My whole crew eating at the table taking turns on that pussy wheel
Straight beat that pussy up and you can't stop it
Your boys out for revenge you'll hear my whole crew going to cock it
Pop pop it leave you leaking on the streets
Believe me when I say you don't want none of this beef
Because I'm Big Poppa Stash and you know I bring that heat
Got so much damn cash that I'm stacking it in heaps
Straight murder these beats and my crew be standing guard
Call me Roman Reigns because this is my yard and you ain't hard
If you is a fucking snitch
We can squad up
You talking shit about my bitch
We can squad up
You trying to step on my turf
We can squad up
Fool I'll take you off this earth
And we can squad up
Squad up squad up
We can squad up
Squad up squad up
We can squad up
Squad up squad up
We can squad up
You trying to step on my turf
And we can squad up
Always counting on my money
And my money always be counting on me
Always got time for the honeys
But not the kind that come for free
If you fucking with me I straight kill you first degree
And my crew is never sorry no apologies
You the type of little bitch to go get down on his knees
Bitch please you Ain't even fucking with that cheese
And I'm all about that cheddar about to make it rain
No matter the type of weather my whole crew going to bring the pain
This stash you cannot tame like a lion in its den
My gun is going to go off yours is just pretend
I put the cream on these bitches like they got a rash
And if you fucking with my cash fool you better be ready to blast
If you is a fucking snitch
We can squad up
You talking shit about my bitch
We can squad up
You trying to step on my turf
We can squad up
Fool I'll take you off this earth
And we can squad up
Squad up squad up
We can squad up
Squad up squad up
We can squad up
Squad up squad up
We can squad up
You trying to step on my turf
And we can squad up
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Miller
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