[Hook x2: Fredo Santana]
My squad, my squad, b**h I'm down for my squad
Don't care bout no broad, I only love my squad
My squad, my squad, in the field we going hard
Playing with them thirties and we shooting at your heart
[Verse 1: Fredo Santana]
My squad, my squad, we don't do no talk
Outlining chalk, hit 'em with that hope
My squad, my squad, b**h we down for that action
Like a concert we clapping, real life no acting
Real talking no rapping, on point n***a, no lacking
Smoking blunts in traffic, with a thirty on my lap sh**
Smoking on that pack sh**, shooter come they whack sh**
My squad, my squad, all we do is rob
See your a** snoozing, take you down, that's our job
My squad, my squad, try us we don't play
k** you broad day, b**h I'm cooling where it ain't safe
Smack you with this A, a couple stacks you get erased
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Frenchie]
Yeah, I'm in Chiraq, with 300 n***as
Three hundred pistols, equal three hundred triggers
I never run, I'm too gutta' son
I'm like Big [?], watch me k** for fun
AR-15's shooting sixteen, I'm a' lay 'em down
If you fall get up, better yet just stay down
Bang bang, what the g's say, it's outta sight
A f** n***a, that's the sh** I don't like
[?] I got a big chain and a long [?]
A sniper rifle in the thirty-thirty I'm dirty dirty n***a all day, for real
Yeah, she wanna chill with Frenchie, but not everyday
That's OK, I got another chick on the way
[Hook]