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sk8star - squad lyrics

[intro: sk8star & diorvsyou]
oh my god
yuh
(dyingtmmr in this b+tch)
yuh
check it out

[verse: sk8star & diorvsyou]
i got like all different hoes, and these b+tches all over me
i’m on the road, i got these shows
i’m putting on for the team
i’m with slime, i wipe his nose
i just got the snotty disease
i’m with a dime, i f+ck with this hoe but i know she lying to me
feel like ecstasy, i f+ck with her give her the best of me
tryna get next to me, i know them f+ck n+ggas embarrassing
tryna next to me, i know that they tryna invest in mе
i feel like a bad b+tch, just get on your knees and come marry mе
i feel like a bad b+tch, i told her come give me a wedding ring
got blue like a maverick, i told that lil b+tch come and cherish me
she told me she classy, but i’m in her mouth like a cavity

three hoes i can’t keep up
three hoes in a beamer
we the sh+t no diarrhea
all my fits on ig know you see ‘em
you could put this fit in a museum
i got hoes overseas in new zealand
with my bros and they keeping a heater (yuh)
and with my bros yeah i’m with the squad (buh, buh, buh)
yeah, i’m with the squad (buh, buh, buh)
yeah (buh, buh, buh)
yeah, i’m with the squad (buh, buh, buh)
matter fact yeah i might be with your broad
all the designer i put that sh+t on
two hoes in this coupe yeah let’s have a ménage
this hoe out the [?] and yeah this hoe having mileage
if you say you love me, hoe you better love me
i had to go make her put it on god
i had to go get this sh+t from the start
i hold this stick with some motherf+ckin’ heart
they tried to go and just go leave me dead
top of the food chain b+tch i never starve
i gotta go when we back in the bed
be in the corner like nicki minaj
[?] with my life, i thought i was dead
bossed the f+ck up now i’m living large
i’m living large
b+tch i’m a star (i’m with the squad)
i had to go get the racks, came back with some scars (i’m with the squad)
i’m still thanking the lord (yeah i’m with the squad)
got b+tches in cars (yeah i’m with the squad)
i done married the racks, and i can’t get divorced (buh, buh, buh)
[?] imma dive in like a bean bag
i got a thousand dollar jeans shawty, i’m a young g+nius
she think she player, but i’m really player
b+tch i’m a demon
send you to h+ll, it came with sh+lls
i got them motherf+ckin’ bricks and the bell
shoot at that boy give that boy a [?]
pop that sh+t out, swear i never tell
i got the drop, on that lil spot
yeah, just like some motherf+ckin’ mail
he tired of me better go get a chair
she ride on me like the motherf+ckin’ fair
i got these hoes, i keep ‘em in pairs
come try this sh+t, i triple dog dare

- sk8star lyrics

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