[Verse 1]

Drebo on the squeezy, I'll be postin where I be

And baby love the squad I guess she dig the family

100 for my dogs cuz they gon' ride till they on E

I always keep that stinger cuz we tote that bumblebee

Niggas man they fake they ain't that real as you can see

Bitches fuckin off they got a man that shit is creep

Shawty rollin off the xans she popped off what she keep

I know you see me coming up, you hate that’s why you peep

Ain't got no time for bitches fuck these hoes they just some freaks

Wake up bust a nut I left my kids all in her sheets

Nigga going crazy I'm off the dope I'm on the beat

Ion give a fuck bout no bitch boy you sleep

Pour a four up in the sprite , that shit look pink

Bitch give me top, give me brain, she can't think

Bank roll getting long while yo shit its gon shrink

Now yo bitch gone in a second in a blink

She claiming that she love you she can tell you anything

Ain't fucking with that cuffing, you can keep your wedding ring

Diamonds get her wet, she said she want to fuck my bling

Walk up in the kitchen with the birdies make em' sing

My niggas them they shootin like Tony dunkin' like Tim

Lil' baby said she tired of losing she wanna win

Booted up poppin' that pussy she make me grin

That’s why I ain't never gon tell her I love her never again

Id rather get the cake you can kick it with all your friends

Your nigga tatted up I’m real inky, just like a pen

And nigga you ain't fuckin with squeezy so don’t pretend

I only love my bros and stay solid with all my kin

Niggas always think that they ballin then wheres the gym

You know I got that franklin he on me so let me in

And Rambo always keep two Glock 40s he call them twins

Threw your bitch up in the water she drowning she couldn’t swim

[Hook]

Yeah, ballin just like gym

Niggas squeezed up, bitch I'm shootin at the rim

I swear I'm polo'd down, polo drawls and the timbs

A nigga jeweled up, yeah camera just his film

Telbo thats my nigga we rollin up a fucking wood

My money yea its long, and of course this shit stay good

Cheese thats my dawg we be sliding through the hood

I know these niggas hate, bitches yea they understood

[Verse 2]

And niggas try to rob the boy ain't let em get to me

Nah, I swear I got this '40 and this shit gon' spray for me

Yea and Cello that's my nigga he will cook your bakery

You talking 'bout she really love you bitch she's on the team

I know she's tryna act like she don't even want the lean

I swear I hit that bitch, I think I broke her damn bed springs

Yea, you know I'm Drebo Squeezy, you know I'm sliding through and out

Yea my nigga got the codeine, so of course we in the drought

The fuck you niggas sayin you don't really watch your mouth

Yea, my niggas they be wild'n cuz I guess they from the South

You talkin' bout you know me bitch, what's really going down

Breezy just bought a chopper and that bitch a hunnid rounds

[Outro]

...yea squeezy