Squad Z (of Firing Squad)

[Intro: Z]
Huh
They know what it is with me
Squad

[Chorus: Z]
Bars with the chop on the block, squad
Pull up, park and let it pop, squad
Nerve with the knots, no options, squad
Stage making knock every spot, squad

[Bridge: Z]
Homie they know who I'm down for, squad
Homie they know who I'm down for, squad
Homie they know who I'm down for, squad
Homie they know who I'm down for, squad

[Verse 1: Z]
Aye
I ride for my people
Want that biscuit, that'd be gravy
If I miss I read that sequel while the pages getting wavy
Shit be crazy, lately working like I'm making a baby
So let's fuck everybody till they see me and pay me
I may have made it, no debating
Dropping shit like a baby
I was scraping just to save me, hope the pipers are breaking in
If the devil doesn't take me I'mma pray when they wake me
Homie the whole squad ranking, we was born in the 80s
Then we all squad in, they want problems
Scrape it
F.S.'ll buy the brain
They wanna roll, we don't bake it
We don't pose, we be skating
Keep it closed, ain't no staples
I'm appalled they okay
They just around for the papers
I'm on cheddar cheese rolls so I'mma cook where it's popping
Stand the town, stand the topic
Want the hook, got the option
Want the verse, talking guap
But them shorter hoes popping
They'll close down the roads and tell they hoes to go topless