D.M.W.T.S.
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Don't mess with the squad (Don't mess with the squad) Don't mess with the squad (Don't mess with the squad) I'm praying to God you don't mess with the squad (Don't mess with the squad) Don't mess with the squad (Don't mess with the squad) Don't mess with the squad (Don't mess with the squad) Don't mess with the squad Don't mess with the squad Don't mess witha Mess witha Mess witha Mess witha Mess witha I’m getting this bag stop talking you lag better chill with us don’t be a drag Got waves on my head a wear a durag imma chase you around like we is playing tag Got loui and Gucci I ain't trine brag You see my pants you know that they sag You know I’m a baller I know how to dribble Takin shots and you know its a triple Laughing so hard I think I got tickled Drumming with my fingers paradiddle Diving straight in there's only a ripple cooking on the stove cooking on a griddle I’m giving that bacon a nice Lil sizzle Its god over money like I am Bizzle Putin on syrup it's just a Lil drizzle This track is so fire its a freaking missile Run up on me imma show you my pistol You think that your pretty Nah you're artificial Taste the rainbow just like its skittles What are you drawing it looks like its scribbles Were making our way to the top little by little I’m not making fun not trying to belittle Get caught with the gang you’ll get lit up no pistol Don't mess with the squad (Don't mess with the squad) Don't mess with the squad (Don't mess with the squad) I'm praying to God you don't mess with the squad (Don't mess with the squad) Don't mess with the squad (Don't mess with the squad) Don't mess with the squad (Don't mess with the squad) Don't mess with the squad Don't mess with the squad Don't mess witha Mess witha Mess witha Mess witha Mess witha Mess with the squad get you hit like king von Cutem down to size like we mowing the lawn This ain't call of duty you will not respawn Call on your name boy you better respond Me and my squad boy we got a tight bond Try and mess with us jit you gonna get bombed We don't like anyone we don't get fond I'm swishing the threes im a baller Still hopin one day that imma get taller Grindin everyday just to make another dollar Wont sell myself i will not falter I can tell whos crew and whos the imposter I control my life im my own author Don't want your opinion unless youre my father Try not to bring shame i love to honor Hit you in the face no boxing glove One hit will send you above Flying in the air like a dove I never take L's I only take dubs My body is clean i dont do drugs But sure as hell love to give out hugs Its crazy people thin my squads full of thugs But really we all made out of gods love Don't mess with the squad (Don't mess with the squad) Don't mess with the squad (Don't mess with the squad) I'm praying to God you don't mess with the squad (Don't mess with the squad) Don't mess with the squad (Don't mess with the squad) Don't mess with the squad (Don't mess with the squad) Don't mess with the squad Dont mess with squad Don't mess witha Mess witha Mess witha Mess witha Mess witha
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