[Intro]
—debt, now she cannot stop fiendin'
Posted in the trap, I be posted with some demons
Dissing on the gang, now you're having trouble breathing
Fell in love with drugs, I fell in love with this feeling

[Verse 1: Xhris2Eazy]
Focused on the bag, cut her off for no reason
I just bought this L, now I cannot stop cheesin'
Gave that bitch some debt, now she cannot stop fiendin'
Posted in the trap, I be posted with some demons
Dissing on the gang, now he having trouble breathing
Fell in love with drugs, I fell in love with this feeling
Pulling out this razor, now your mans, he get to squealing
She won't fuck with me, that bitch, she know that I'm a villain— villain
Posted in the mansion with your bitch, we counting up
We be posted smoking loud, we be thumbing through big bucks
Creeping up, on the mountain bushes, we gon' leave you stuck
And we got them dirty drugs and that all black fucking truck
Now we posted on your block with that all black fit
Posted up on your block, sparking up, we run this shit
We gon' cause a scene, we gon' cause a riot in this bitch
Truey jeans on, B.B. shining on my fucking hip
I was pulling up, hopping fences, now I gotta dip
We just pulled up to the spot, walking in, I'm high as shit
When I'm posted with my gang, you know we be fly as shit
And my mans gon' get to bussin', don't be lying in this bitch
Uh
[Verse 2: Acid Souljah]
She just hit my phone, and she asking 'bout some dog food
Chilling in the penthouse, bitch, we eatin' fondue
Call me late at night, said she need someone to talk to
Blowing, making bags, so she always wanna come through
I don't wanna date, bitch, I just wanna fuck you
Infatuated with these bands, I could never love—
And this bitch in love, she still asking what I'm up— up— up to
Acid Souljah, been a G.O.A.T, I'm the one they love, too
[?] smoking packs
Everyday I live a lil', I just keep on spazzing
If you leave the room, you know that you can't just tap in
I've been getting to the bag, I had to make it happen
In the field, making plays, running like Madden
I don't— I don't understand my bitch, I think she speaking Latin
In my cellphone, it still lookin' like I be trapping
And I smoke gas until both my lungs collapsing

[Outro]
Smoke
Swag, you know u—