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abillyon - i love my squad lyrics

[intro]
i love my squad , i love my squad , i love my squad

[verse 1: a-billion]
burner on my side but i’m finna to cut you open n-gga
ain’t n0body with you in the water when you floating n-gga
starring at the barrel of the roaster, know it’s over n-gga
f-cking with some soldiers n-gga and i thought i told you n-gga
hammer by my side, i just fire when i approach a n-gga
dont cry when lil homie die, i’ll smoke a n-gga
.45 holding sh-t down, i ain’t jokin n-gga
on the rise hold up the crown cause they know a n-gga

[chorus]
and i’m thinking i can do this man (hold up)
and i’m finna drop some new sh-t man (hold up)
don’t tell me i can lose this hand (hold up)
and when they drop my music (big)

[verse 2]
i only f-ck with bad b-tches, bad b-tches and you know it
i’m finna show it when i pull up in the lotus (lotus)
know i’m loaded, my shorty say i’m bogus
she don’t even know it i just love to bust her open
use to come around and check [??] for the lowest
i gun em’ down they can’t get me where i’m going
spin back around and give n-ggas another moment
a hundred rounds, you pray it stop but it keeps on going

[chorus]
and i’m thinking i can do this man (hold up)
and i’m finna drop some new sh-t man (hold up)
don’t tell me i can lose this hand (hold up)
and when they drop my music (big)
and i’m thinking i can do this man (hold up)
and i’m finna drop some new sh-t man (hold up)
don’t tell me i can lose this hand (hold up)
and when they drop my music (big)

[verse 3: bobby shmurda]
hold up, roll up with my soldiers (with my soldiers)
hold up, roll up b-tch, we talkin’ (b-tch we talkin’)
if it’s beef, you know that we blowing
if it’s beef, you know that we gon’ smoke em’
’cause if it’s beef, we gon’ bring them guns out
trigga in the car, army ready to dumb out
i’m up in the front with [??] ready to bang out (guns out)
you don’t want that 30 30 come out
n-gga think he lit, i put his blunt out (burn out)
hit ’em with some sh-t and watch it come out (gun down)
pull up at his crib and tell him come out
surround this whole b-tch so he won’t run out
next bring his son out before we dumb out
pull em guns out slugs, gon’ dump out jump out
the side of that b-tch, gs9 in this b-tch
give him 9 every clip, think he f-ckin’ with this squad (squad)

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