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conversations.value: Write me a song called Squad Shit with the following description: This song off the first mixtape of Sniper Gang, a collective and brand started by Kodak Black, has brothers John Wicks and Kodak Black joining forces to affirm that they always stick with their crew – in fact, Sniper Gang is a group that grew up together in the projects of Pompano Beach, Florida.
  You can find various Sniper Gang members in this short documentary about Kodak’s life as they talk about his earlier days:
  
  
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conversations.value: [Chorus: John Wicks & 
  Kodak Black
  ]
  John Wicks, all I know is mob shit
  Sniper Gang stay on that squad shit
  Once that Glock hit, can't call for god bitch
  ZMF runnin' wit' them zombies
  Niggas gettin' wet, be cautious do not slip
  Ain't even got to rap, I'm a get these racks regardless
  I respect you if you respect me, that's 1000
  I show love, I ain't pay no homage that's nonsense
  [Verse 1: John Wicks]
  Regardless, we knock you out the frame bruh
  I'm honest I came wit' them snipers
  Z up, never fold on them
  Peter, brother of my brother
  Comin', boy we come in 50
  Shots in, boy we come in 50
  I would never fold on my brother
  No homage, I'm comin' straight bustin'
  [?] she know I'm a lick her
  Come through shootin' legs and erase him
  In the jungle, I be goin' ape bruh
  1800 block, I'm from Golden Acres
  [Chorus: John Wicks & 
  Kodak Black
  ]
  John Wicks, all I know is mob shit
  Sniper Gang stay on that squad shit
  Once that Glock hit, can't call for god bitch
  ZMF runnin' wit' them zombies
  Niggas gettin' wet, be cautious do not slip
  Ain't even got to rap, I'm a get these racks regardless
  I respect you if you respect me, that's 1000
  I show love, I ain't pay no homage that's nonsense [Verse 2: Kodak Black]
  Free my gunners in the pen, remember a few summers back
  Was hittin' licks was glad to be here, we done found the map
  We ain't even got the duffle, we done found the map
  I felt happy when I gave my momma a hundred stacks
  This my brother on the track, got a bih prego
  How I'm finna lose, nigga I got to get the pesos
  We were hollerin' baby K's, you ain't know 'bout Dracos
  I was felony lane gang, so I got to lay low
  [Chorus: John Wicks & 
  Kodak Black
  ]
  John Wicks, all I know is mob shit
  Sniper Gang stay on that squad shit
  Once that Glock hit, can't call for god bitch
  ZMF runnin' wit' them zombies
  Niggas gettin' wet, be cautious do not slip
  Ain't even got to rap, I'm a get these racks regardless
  I respect you if you respect me, that's 1000
  I show love, I ain't pay no homage that's nonsense