Squad Up

(альбом: 2 - 2012)

Love dreams
That's why I gotta queen
On the side of my El Camino
I hold the wheel and she roll the weed up
Speed up! Now slow it down, I'm here
Holding town hall meetings and bouncing like a round ball
Beating hard wood surfaces
My ankle-breaking cross over's perfect
Defenders is feeling nervousness
The game's dead, birth another one
It's coming through; I see the head I've got another son

If you're in striking distance
Kill the best, be the best
Build a shrine outta respect murder and eat the rest
If I keep my head on straight, I keep my head on
Since I keep my bird ok, she keep my bed warm
Eyes forward, chin down, guard up
You ma whore called God up, and tell 'em "Let's Squad Up"
She wanna join me for brunch at the telly
Where she get Jams spread across her buns like jelly

If it's hands, then we bang on em
If it's cars then we swing on em
This is Jams I'm the new best
Already undisputed and I ain't even due yet

If it's hands, then we bang on em
If it's cars then we swing on em
This is Jams I'm the new best
Already undisputed and I ain't even due yet