[Chorus: Bash & boolymon]
If you Odd Squad, you better squabble
These boys pussy, they not tryn' squabble
Fuckin' that bitch, but she got blue waffle
My bitch bad, she look like model
I crush a X pill, ask my vato
I crush a X pill, ask my-
I ca- I catch Squillo I-
I- I- I catch Squillo, I start throwing pickle
Too many Glocks, [?] pistol
Bash tryna crash on you, like a missile
10 milli' bullets, this shit don't tickle
I got the dog on me to just sick you
I wipe his nose lil bih, like a tissue
Booly my slime, you know I'm with you
Niggas tryn' diss, your fam gon' miss you
I heard he got robbed, that's not my issue
I'll pull your card lil boy, I'll blitz you
I slide on block, and I'll blow my whistle
Why the fuck the opps always running?
They on track star team, bitch?
If we see Squillo, we throwing them pickles
Cuz that boy so green
[Verse 1: Bash]
Ya
Put a food colour in that syrup, told that boy it's green
I've been hitting stains since I was a teen, this shit not new to mе
Ya, we can shoot it out, let's cause a scеne
Let's put you on that screen
Make his body drop, and hear the scream
[?], when I be sleep
[Verse 2: boolymon]
(Bih, bih)
I'm with Bash, I'm with cash, bitch, we just like the Beatle
I do addy, don't do crack, and no I don't fuck with the needle
She was sucking me, didn't tell her when I was gon cum, boy I'm so evil
I told Bash and Skelly [?]
I'm a family guy, not Peter
If you not fried boy, sit on the bleacher
[Chorus: Bash & boolymon]
If you Odd Squad, you better squabble
These boys pussy, they not tryn' squabble
Fuckin' that bitch, but she got blue waffle
My bitch bad, she look like model
I crush a X pill, ask my vato
I crush a X pill
I catch- I- I- I- I ca- I catch-
I- I- I- I catch Squillo I start throwing pickle
Too many Glocks, [?] pistol
Bash tryna crash on you, like a missile
10 milli' bullets, this shit don't tickle
I got the dog on me to just sick you
I wipe his nose lil bih, like a tissue
Booly my slime, you know I'm with you
Niggas tryn' diss, your fam gon' miss you
I heard he got robbed, that's not my issue
I'll pull your card lil boy, I'll blitz you
I slide on block, and I'll blow my whistle
Why the fuck the opps always running?
They on track star team, bitch?
If we see Squillo, we throwing them pickles
Cuz that boy so green