What if it's Squarian city?
Freddy pairin with Dizzy, says the barbarian twistin the tops off the fizzy liftin
Americans staying idle, Squarians getting busy

On point, who the $#&@ is they kiddin?
Richie, no one, they fibbing, leave em with no tongue
God took this %#@! back to '01, they all in one, now I'm on one

I'm eyes in deep til my soul stuck
Death come, I'm still gon rep it
My heart behind these bars, I'm cardiac arrested

Til summer came and left it, so I brought the burners
So these fake ^!$$%s can't take the fault for murder
^!$$%s used to beef, now they just drive through burgers

Guess it's great when you make what your IQ earn ya
Now they just an observer, sitting back watching them catters
Super comeback then you stop here, and those right from my !@#*

Said we getting the crown and they never believed us
They was shootin it down bus as soon as you seen us ripped off you..


Square up
Pretty girls, you might point out, put your hands up
L7's you might point out, put your hands up

They circle, don't put it down so the square's up
Tell em square up
^!$$% square up

Square up
Tell em square up
They circle, don't put it down so the square's up


From now on ^!$$% the game is shut down
L7's next to blow

More squared fans over these circles full of fake friends
They all fit in, I stand out because I ain't them
My vision pan out, I just wanna say I let em know

L7 coming up, I'd love to see yall repping though
That model love life but gotta live it every second though
Still kill tracks and I never liked stretching though

We next to blow and always going long enough to let em know
That ^!$$% still bitin my style with no fundamentals
Last yall was tryna find words to them instrumentals

Satch told me finish breakfast, you're continental
And now my team is on top and going monumental
Yea, stadium status, now welcome to my venue

Insight to my mind to show yall what I'm into
I can't relate to you ^!$$%s, that ain't what I'm kin to
Other than a bad (*##$, tell me what I've been through


Square up
Pretty girls, you might point out, put your hands up

L7's you might point out, put your hands up
They circle, don't put it down so the square's up
Tell em square up

^!$$% square up
Square up
Tell em square up

They circle, don't put it down so the square's up

Balls hot, take em, inhale

This is lyrically hell in a cell
Boy I'm bout m paper, man I'm bout my mail
Got these show buck floatin, for they think that they could sail

Leaving crossed bones, I crossed zones
No matter, call me baddest
Zoned in in my box, you won't catch the line that run across home

Hit em with combinations, don't play it safe
But still when they hittin you feel a touch of bass
This is not the caller, this is Sparta

We playin round the world, you playin horse or rep some broader
Yall bull%#@! don't need no goggles
See that's been by the bottles

Open balls to the roof, hangover should've followed
Lyrics pounding like a hash tag, balls over bull%#@!
They deserve them like Baghdad

So through verses I provided hearses and gas masks
We'll let em breathe, they flow on eat me some gas fast
My circle dizzle tell em


Square up
Pretty girls, you might point out, put your hands up
L7's you might point out, put your hands up
They circle, don't put it down so the square's up

Tell em square up
^!$$% square up
Square up
Tell em square up
They circle, don't put it down so the square's up