Mr. AKA - Squad (feat. DizzyBlueKoca & ThatHippyDee)

AKA (Yea)
Yeah look
Fuck them other niggas aint no competition
All eyes on me is the proposition
I can save a niggas life like a top physician
But im in the zone and im looking for the opposition
I aint missing if a nigga really have to shoot
We aint kissing she aint fuckin then she get the boot
I wanna touch it gotta let my niggas touch it too
Niggas start to lying she just fuck me cause I tell the truth
I call her cinnamon I don't wanna get into it
Pussy tight she turning niggas to minute men
I hit it once she think a nigga invented it
I hit it so good im leaving marks and memories
Like why not?
Run around the city just yelling im god
We ran around the city with felons and iPods and yelling out I mob
And now im just back at it again
Could I stop (Yea yea)

Yea I gotta squad I don't need a fill
We gone get this money I don't need a deal
We just tryna stack and stack stack (Stack stack)
Watch her throw it back and back back (Back back)
Yeah I gotta squad I don't need a fill
We gone get this money I don't need a deal
We just tryna stack and stack stack(stack stack)
Watch her throw it back and back back
Back back back back
We just tryna stack and stack stack
Stack stack stack stack
Said watch her throw it back and back back
Back back back back
Watch her throw it back and back back
Back back back back
We just tryna stack and stack stack

Koca
Im just tryna stack and stack stack stack
I told her throw it back, aye throw it back
Money adding up but I still need a bag
In the fast lane haters hoping that I crash
Little nigga drippin but they won't mention that
Cutting bitches off cause them hoes too attached
She just wanna fuck so she can go and brag
I just left her leaky I think baby need a pad
To too real for these fuck boys
I didn't say much and made enough noise
Think that paper fake check the invoice
Check mate check mate yeah I get the check boy
Bitch im bout my bread I brought the loaf in
Why these niggas act like they didn't notice
They gotta give me hay to bring the goat in
Squares wanna hang like a postage

Yea I gotta squad I don't need a fill
We gone get this money I don't need a deal
We just tryna stack and stack stack (Stack stack)
Watch her throw it back and back back(back back)
Yeah I gotta squad I don't need a fill
We gone get this money I don't need a deal
We just tryna stack and stack stack (Stack stack)
Watch her throw it back and back back
Back back back back
We just tryna stack and stack stack
Stack stack stack stack
Said watch her throw it back and back back
Back back back back
Watch her throw it back and back back
Back back back back
We just tryna stack and stack stack

Yea Hippy
Make money break money
Cant nobody take from me
Imma break a bitch neck if she aint got the cake for me
I don't need no hoe, i be chasin the dough
I aint bout to chase a chicken that aint ready to hoe
Man im serious I gotta get it you wit it im wit it
Imma nigga about my paper man my hustle is different
All im seeing is mo cheddar I need a beretta
You won't never catch me slipping imma leave your ass wetter (Aye)
Ride through the city weed smoke beat slap seat back
Tell the hoes that I need to see that on gang
Tell the hoes that I need to see ass beat that
Need a nasty bitch tell her eat dick deep throat
Cheap hoe yeah im about my c notes
Im with the squad she know how this thing go
She know how this thing go
Im bout my money man I need to see dough
No cap this her favorite theme song
Mothafucka im good

Back back back back
Watch her throw its back back back
Aye

Written by:
Darian Graham, Nicole Blueford, Tamir Green

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