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Squalor lyrics by $weet-T, $kid Rapper

Intro
(Ooh, shit, that’s a Danny G beat)
(Who the hell is Carlo?)

Verse 1: $weet-T
Quick to tax a stranger, but I show love to the regs
If you run off with some work, we finna amputate them legs
Let me catch you plug hoppin’ and Dutch gon’ pop you in the head
I wake up, hop inside my bag, do anything to get this bread
We be spreadin’ money, you be makin’ money spread
My people tearin’ up the street just gettin’ torn up in the feds
My mans sittin’ down right now, he make his bunk, he make his bed
The only thing the opps finna take from $weet is some lead

Verse 2: $kid
The only thing that gets $kid out the crib is some money
Dutch’ll bust your kneecaps out just ‘cause it’s funny
It ain’t ‘cause of the weather, Darell nose a lil’ runny
I’m warm than a bitch, my coat cost twenty-two hundreds
The day I copped the Rollie, Kamal told me congratulations
My lil’ brother did two bids before his graduation
Servin’ and collectin’ my only occupation
Tryna turn your trap up? Come book a consultation

Verse 3: $weet-T
My youngin beggin’ for a front, he tryna change his situation
Your whole team snitchin’, havin’ congregations at the station
This bitch tryna add me up, but she ain’t in the equation
Darell breakin’ up these rocks like a professional mason
This bag just my size, but this gun disproportionate
My fiends finna do it all, they don’t care what the portion is
Irene put belt to ass on the pipe like the work insubordinate
Dutch’ll lob your melon off and turn that bitch to an ornament

Verse 4: $kid
My white bitch breakin’ up powder, listenin’ to Dev Tones
Unc’ in prison with a cellphone, my mans makin’ sales on the jail phone
Short me on some dope, you better hope the scale’s wrong
We’ll tie your dumbass up just ‘cause the smell’s wrong
I’ll get you knocked off this planet for a couple thousand dollars
They like, „How $kid got all this motion with a couple thousand followers?”
Every time I hit the function, the snorters hoot and holler
I’m livin’ the good life, my fiends livin’ in Squalor