SQUAD Lyrics

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