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Squadron 
She say have you ever
I say girl I dare ya
I need a Refreshment (well damn) 

We can get it Crackin' back at my crib
Come on take a dive 
Get you

bombing everyday
With them grunts my squadron growling sound like Planet of the Apes
And them yo's chanting behind me cuz I rep that Diamond K
Dynamite up

old song
The survivors in my squadron, take the whole pie, fuck a portion
This is ours now, we them owners, no more pawn shit, we them bosses
Now

accounts

Your heart is playing poker with no chips for that hand 
Your charm is like an ogre on stilts that flash-dances
Your squadron lie in Rome 
With no

Time it was, ‘43
Squadrons roam the skies of Italy
All alone, maiden run
A Liberator flies to the setting sun
But the next sun they would see 
Would

Memory
High Speed off these meds make it go Vroom
They get silent when a boss walk in The room
Best shooter in my squadron I'm the Head of my platoon
Get

dick hmm
Said he want beef, well I ain't squashing none of that shit
Niggas came at me with a squadron, and ain't do shit
He could try to kill himself

raining and I'm free and naked
and I have the drive to cut down
let loose with the rest of the squadron
I'll wear the blood sprays like a crown
I've been

caution in the wind that blows
Dogfights acrobatics The Baron's flying circus
A squadron he leads tactics precise like a surgeon
Writing the manual on air

offing your squadron
They, All Die!
I'm clipping your wings for thinking y'all fly
Keep em in, check with the piece
If they, mess with the fleece
This shit

LOGIC...


See now it's blood on the concrete
Mixed with get away options
His soloplex popped in
Go call the DNA squadron
See that black man lodged in

Got my soul from the train
Bitch this not no aeroplane
Mista icy to these lames
Godfather to the flame
Split the sugar from the cane
Taught my squadron

know I'll swat em
You'd need a squadron, to match how I'm solo balling
Since I was crawling, knew this was my higher calling
Go ahead applaud em, I

1. The Foggy Dew

As down the glen one Easter morn to a fair city I did ride

Three armed lines of marching men in squadrons passed me by.

No pipe

targeting
Humble brag narcissist you know I ain't hard to miss
With the squadron plotting on a Greek goddess like Artemis
Niggas taking turns swapping lines

out of a crib snatch a chick like King Kong did
Blang blanging the cops caught em but couldn't stop em
Shots fired retired all the patrolling squadron

green passing these fiends
I don't need none of them in my squadron
I pull up and I chop em up like a bean
Sipping the mf lean
You do not know me I'm

brodie yeah hit em by the squadron
The way I stack and smoke this pack you think that I'm a martian
Chainsmoking, dividing by the dosage
She want the fendi

working as the weekends hair dresser
Yes sir we formed an unbeatable squadron
And any names you pull out of a cauldron
Are being victims of chaos and fallen

Till I'm in the Bentley truck
In your fake bans and you acting hella tough
Got her in the sheets and I'm acting hella rough

And I'm with all my squadron

1. The Foggy Dew

As down the glen one Easter morn to a fair city I did ride

Three armed lines of marching men in squadrons passed me by.

No pipe

office
Square basement apartment
Take you back to where it started
R-tre recruit the squadron
MOT motlife what's popping
If you need a fit I link you with

his empanada
Get the choppa hit his potna get the shotty
Hit the spot and hit the squadron
Pill pop him peel off and hide the body
Lyrically tho
I'm

As down the glen one Easter morn 
to a city fair rode I
There Armed lines of marching men 
in squadrons passed me by
No fife did hum nor battle drum