[Intro]Brick SquadTravis, Waka, Scott, Flocka, FlameMm, mmMm[Chorus]This shit get intergalacticYeah, FlockaThen like the ski lifts, take these bitches to AspenBaow, baow, baow, baow, baowKnow you a freak, girl, you can stop all the actin'Baow, baow, baow, baow, baowShe don't really do the vacay and the champagneNo way, yupShe wanna go hard in the damn paintFlocka, yeahLet me see you go hard just for me, babeCan you go hard?Baow, baow, baow, baow[Bridge]Squad (Squad)North Memphis, South Memphis, Westwood, Orange—Baow, baow, Flocka[Verse 1]Back and I'm causin' a stirHow the fuck I got the drink out in Europe? Shawty keep twistin' her hairBaow, baow, baowShe wanna see how the— hah, hah, she wanna see how the JACKBOYS moveFlex, baow, brrSpit on the mic, baby, check, one, twoYup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yupCouple of killers, I'm flyin' a private, I ain't even gotta go check my toolFlockaLike, what's up? What's up? What's up with ****?They wonder why I don't wan' fuck with ****Remember when they wouldn't fuck with ****I changed the city from all that I knowBaow, baowI'm tryna bring a Grammy to the MoSoon as she see me, she open her throatCall her Little Caesars, she hot, hot, and ready to goRollin'I don't like turnin' up none of my hoesShit that I hit, **** never would knowYou not my shit, that's twinskiFuck me good, get an AMG Benzki or a brand-new Lambski**** be prayin' they turn me down, whole time, ****, I been geekedSkiSquad (JACKBOYS 2)[Verse 2]Yeah, hittin' your bitch whole time you been sleepWalked in LV, ten chains, feelin' like a **** just walked in ten deepYeah, JACKBOYS 2Yeah, man, I swear these old **** kill meBaow, baowKnow my YNs feel meBaow, baow, baowThey just want the real me, yeahBlue Bugatti, I'm dodgin' TMZBaow, baowMade a hundred off pushin' T'sBaow, baow, baowNow my phone on DNDYeah, I just made her pay the feeI just made her stay for keepsRidin' shit, it never leaksYou know how many T's I—, psh[Chorus]This shit get intergalacticThen like the ski lifts, take these bitches to AspenKnow you a freak, girl, you can stop all the actin'Baow, baow, baow, baowShe don't really do the vacay and the champagneFlexShe wanna go hard in the damn paintYou know, FlockaLet me see you go hard for me, babeCan you go hard?Squad[Outro]Paul and them, Paul and Juicy and them was the last **** to fly'Cause they was not goin' nowhere without itAnd when the goddamn Excursion came, that was, ****, that was it for themThey damn sure wasn't flyin', 'cause now they can bring as many **** as they wantThey got enough room for clothes, DJ turntables, sticksWeed, liquor, all that shitAll in one motherfuckin' truck, ****
