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Only Squad Video (MV)




Performed By: Gblaze
Length: 3:56
Written by: Garrett Jones




Gblaze - Only Squad Lyrics




My jewelry can't b plain
Gblaze pulling up, and i'm dripping everyday
Ice up on my neck, my wrist, man u could skate
I flex too hard sorry if i pull off wit yo bae
I b getting high smoking gas blunts to the face
I been up all week off beans, so i just poured a 8
Woke up the next morning, dropped a tab, now i'm dazed
The whole squad got a check, so we turn up everyday
I can't trust none of u niggas, it's just squad, yea the gang

Hunnit gang, MBT, you know what we repping
My niggas aint no track stars, but for me man my niggas b stepping
We got all these mopsticks, yea my nigga we got all the weapons
A nigga cross G Blaze, them MBT niggas we leavin him headless
We dont play about the cheese, hell nahh we dont play bout the bread sticks
We be out here in these streets, everyday tryna stack up the presi's
And i be loving all this green, got so much i b calling it celery
And she be sexing on me, but when u text her she be saying she celibate
Why they hating on me, is it cause i dough or im living successfully
Now that im stacking this green, the hoes that didnt want me
They got they hands stretched for me
And i be sipping on lean, i dont got no cough, but im loving this medicine
And when i get her on her knees
The head she be giving me, swear it was heaven sent
I swear im too hot wit it, im ballin but i dont wear jerseys
Hunnit gang got them glizzys, all of our 30s hold 30s
We b flipping all these chickens, no im not talking bout birdies
Dont run up on us like u wit it cause we gone do a nigga dirty

My jewelry can't b plain
Gblaze pulling up, and i'm dripping everyday
Ice up on my neck, my wrist, man u could skate
I flex too hard sorry if i pull off wit yo bae
I b getting high smoking gas blunts to the face
I been up all week off beans, so i just poured a 8
Woke up the next morning, dropped a tab, now i'm dazed
The whole squad got a check, so we turn up everyday
I can't trust none of u niggas, it's just squad, yea the gang

Hunnit gang be the squad, MBT be the gang
I know this ice looking good, but u better not reach for my chain
Bro i am really from the hood, im all about dollars, nigga f*ck fame
And everywhere i go im good, all of the thugs and the plugs kno my name
I been outchea in these streets, thugging way b4 i got all these chains
My neck and my wrist is on freeze, all these niggas tryna ride on my wave
That lil bitch said that she knew me, but when i saw her i didnt even say hey
Cause im just worried bout these cheese
Its like im obese when it come to the cake
Everyday when i wake up, first thing i do check my phone for the plays
If u aint talking bout the bread then u can just get the f*ck outta my face
I b running to the money, im talking full speed like im in a race
And all these niggas tryna follow me, but these niggas cant keep up the pace
I done told yall once, but im just gone tell yall again
Yall niggas cant stop me, i am just destined to win
If we dont hit him first time around then we spinnin again
Hunnit gang, MBT, all my niggas chasin m's
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My jewelry can't b plain
Gblaze pulling up, and i'm dripping everyday
Ice up on my neck, my wrist, man u could skate
I flex too hard sorry if i pull off wit yo bae
I b getting high smoking gas blunts to the face
I been up all week off beans, so i just poured a 8
Woke up the next morning, dropped a tab, now i'm dazed
The whole squad got a check, so we turn up everyday
I can't trust none of u niggas, it's just squad, yea the gang

Hunnit gang, MBT, you know what we repping
My niggas aint no track stars, but for me man my niggas b stepping
We got all these mopsticks, yea my nigga we got all the weapons
A nigga cross G Blaze, them MBT niggas we leavin him headless
We dont play about the cheese, hell nahh we dont play bout the bread sticks
We be out here in these streets, everyday tryna stack up the presi's
And i be loving all this green, got so much i b calling it celery
And she be sexing on me, but when u text her she be saying she celibate
Why they hating on me, is it cause i dough or im living successfully
Now that im stacking this green, the hoes that didnt want me
They got they hands stretched for me
And i be sipping on lean, i dont got no cough, but im loving this medicine
And when i get her on her knees
The head she be giving me, swear it was heaven sent
I swear im too hot wit it, im ballin but i dont wear jerseys
Hunnit gang got them glizzys, all of our 30s hold 30s
We b flipping all these chickens, no im not talking bout birdies
Dont run up on us like u wit it cause we gone do a nigga dirty

My jewelry can't b plain
Gblaze pulling up, and i'm dripping everyday
Ice up on my neck, my wrist, man u could skate
I flex too hard sorry if i pull off wit yo bae
I b getting high smoking gas blunts to the face
I been up all week off beans, so i just poured a 8
Woke up the next morning, dropped a tab, now i'm dazed
The whole squad got a check, so we turn up everyday
I can't trust none of u niggas, it's just squad, yea the gang

Hunnit gang be the squad, MBT be the gang
I know this ice looking good, but u better not reach for my chain
Bro i am really from the hood, im all about dollars, nigga f*ck fame
And everywhere i go im good, all of the thugs and the plugs kno my name
I been outchea in these streets, thugging way b4 i got all these chains
My neck and my wrist is on freeze, all these niggas tryna ride on my wave
That lil bitch said that she knew me, but when i saw her i didnt even say hey
Cause im just worried bout these cheese
Its like im obese when it come to the cake
Everyday when i wake up, first thing i do check my phone for the plays
If u aint talking bout the bread then u can just get the f*ck outta my face
I b running to the money, im talking full speed like im in a race
And all these niggas tryna follow me, but these niggas cant keep up the pace
I done told yall once, but im just gone tell yall again
Yall niggas cant stop me, i am just destined to win
If we dont hit him first time around then we spinnin again
Hunnit gang, MBT, all my niggas chasin m's
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Writer: Garrett Jones
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