Offixial Spence - SQUAD

Abla, Abla, Abla
Benz
Come on, get out
Do what
I'm getting Benz
This verse called The Beat Asks You
I got my squad from my back, now make me dem bad like this
I got my squad from my back, now make me dem shine like this
I got my squad from my back, now make me dem bad like this
Whenever I want dem put down, now dem, now dem dem fight for me
You got my back, I got your back
You there for me, I there for you
You scratch my back, I scratch your back
Psychotact, no space for you
You got my back, I got your back
You there for me, I there for you
You scratch my back, I scratch your back
Psychotact, no space for you
I love that boy, sayin' amen, sayin' amen when be like this
Let me carry talk, keep a cough
Two seconds, you could just get bleed
Let me follow come, sayin' I trust
When we build, no retreat
Squad spread like infection
Now my flow's on the sick
We tell it from you, be my Alabama
All the boys now stick with the carry gun
Follow you dog, but niggas run and fall
Based on logistics
I get men with a temper, ballistics
Let be champion, no fuck a lick sticks
In my voice, when I smoke, fuck a lick sink
I got my squad from my back, now make me dem bad like this
I got my squad from my back, now make me dem shine like this
I got my squad from my back, now make me dem bad like this
Whenever I want dem put down, now dem, now dem dem fight for me
You got my back, I got your back
You there for me, I there for you
You scratch my back, I scratch your back
Psychotact, no space for you
You got my back, I got your back
You there for me, I there for you
You scratch my back, I scratch your back
Psychotact, no space for you
Don't try to split man, hold on like shorty
We young, we survive, we are lucky
We pass on, we cook, we be gangsta
Sittin' black till the wise man, I be one star
Oh, yeah, don't drop a laser
Bad man king, me be the Caesar
Some who's good, bad down with Caesar
Shoot like blast, go to his visa
Boom, I blow like a bomb
I kill you, put you on the tongue
Tsunami on the way, it's a storm
Like I be Jerry and you be Tom
Woo, I bite like a bingo
Scoop up, up and I set the tingle
I'm a baller, you can say Figo
I flow sweet like Gary Vladez
Woo, I bite like a bingo
Scoop up, up and I set the tingle
I'm a baller, you can say Figo
I flow sweet like Gary Vladez
Hey, hey
Bad man de la
Woo, abla, abla, abla
I got my scones from my bag
Man, make me the man like this
I got my scones from my bag
Man, make me the shine like this
I got my scones from my bag
Man, make me the man like this
Whenever what you put down
Now dem a justify for me
You got my bag, I got your bag
You save for me, I dig for you
We scratch my bag, I scratch your bag
We cycle tight, no space for you
You got my bag, I got your bag
You save for me, I dig for you
We scratch my bag, I scratch your bag
We cycle tight, no space for you
You're my goodie
Ah
No pressure, no hurry
You're my goodie
Badman Spence
Abla
Woo
See, now who de show, see

Written by:
FERDINAND AGBODO

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