Squad Powers Pleasant (Ft. The Underachievers)

[Verse 1: Issa Gold]
Their's the king y'all know me
With all of my sacred homies
We blowin' pounds of that stupid loud
That super sour be barkin'
[?] who gon' top us?
We breakin' records, [?]
My vision see through impostors
Ain't know Rasta eatin' my council
Holy strokes full of potent
Pour a acid bath and I soak in
Don't pass the leaf, I got my own
Mix that Hennessy with my potion
I pop a tab and I'm coastin'
She on the beam and she rollin'
She showin' me that she wanna leave
Her eyes gleamin' she open
Ridin' through my city with like thirty-three [?]
I'm blowin' out the fucking window like it's legal for the day
Pulled up to the club they told me ain't no smoking weed gon' stay
A-a-all my fans is crazy better tell them to behave

[Hook: Issa Gold]
Please don't fuck with this squad
Please don't, please don't fuck with this squad
Please don't fuck with this squad
Please don't, please don't fuck with this squad
Please don't fuck with this squad
Please don't, please don't fuck with this squad
Please don't fuck with this squad
Please don't, please don't fuck with this squad