Chorus: "Niggas don't wanna see dat nigga Squeeze blastin' so fucc it nigga I'm 
 smashin'". 
  
 Lyric: Like i said i smash niggaz in da head  when they wearin red  still niggaz 
 trying to get ill  and i kill makin dolla bills  slap a bitch while she take a 
 pill  i ain't no punk i got somethin in that trunk  the side off shotgun i gotem 
 on da run,nigga dis shit gonna be fun. 
  
 Chorus 2x 
  
 Lyric: Triggas and gunplay that is what i'm known for,that's how i got the name, 
 lil fuccin Squeeze,they drop to they knees,hitem up wit C's and droppin B's, but 
 ain't no set trippin,if you disrespect i'm quick to pull the tech,in ya neck 
 while you drive a corvette then my little brother Davett make you rec from the 
 South to the West i put bitches to test but fuck the rest,you better wear a vest 
 cuz i put dat on my blocc u will be put to rest,cuz i'm smashin, fucc blastin'" 
  
 Chorus: 2x