Call the Squad Waka Flocka Flame (Ft. Rocko)

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[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
Where I'm from, everybody got a throwaway
They'll throw your life away
One carbon stock, pockets gettin' blocked
Spindles on that motherfucker I ain't runnin' from the cops
Southside in this bitch, I'm on my Riverdale shit
Shawty ass fat, can she suck a dick?
All I need is beans, styrofoam lean
Two fuckin' blunts, that'll help a nigga [?]
What's happenin'?
All green outfit, I'm smokin' non-stop, bitch
On my Rocko shit, got a check like, its here
Cigarette gang, y'all some motherfuckin' squares
Bricksquad Monopoly, this our year

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
Stack on stack, we gon' make it clap
Hundred dollar bill, put it in her crack
Break your back, I'm with Freddie Mack
Twenty bands? Throwin' that (Flex)
Thirty bands? Throwin' that (Flex)
Forty bands? Throwin' that (Flex)
Money, I track, I'm runnin' laps on niggas
Ain't no holding back (Bricksquad!)
Go hard on 'em! Call the squad on 'em!
Go hard on 'em! Call the squad on 'em!
I ain't holdin' back, go hard on em!
I ain't holdin' back, call the squad on 'em!