[Produced by Cocaine 808s and Gil Scott-Heron]

[Verse 1: Sir Scozz]

Don't you know Scozzy got all the drugs
Got weed got LSD got everything you need
Like Scozzy put the drugs down I thought you love me
Scozzy put the drugs down I thought you love me
Said I took one too many hits from the crack pipe now
My soul OD'd drinked a cup of lean
Now my brain slumped against the wall
Feeling like a janitor with all these keys
Slut Rave, it's a Slut Rave, Slut Rave, Slut Rave
Thotiana Fiesta, it's a party
I want to party next door on the weekend
Fucking you is like making love to a kilo, kilo, kilo
I'm a snort a whole kilo until my eyes get low (x2)
Low (x3)
I'm a fuck the pain away and medicate the pain away
Scozzy why don't you love me?
Said I want to sit in a dark room and make music just for me
But if I let you know you can't tell nobody
I'm talkin nobody, but if you that somebody
Are you that somebody? Please be that somebody!
Is you that somebody? If you that somebody
Put your mouth up on this dick
I'm a put my mouth on that clit
Fuck you and your clique
[Verse 2: So, SUPREME]

Uh, Supreme in this bitch lets get this poppin
All these bitches know my name I'm a motherfucking monster cus
Rossy put the drugs down I thought you loved me (x2)
Yeah, you a monster thats what I read on my horoscope
And if you wanna see horror then n***a read my horrorscope
Got a new a girl send me naked pictures to my phone
Then I go to her house, and fuck her to this song like

[Chorus: YXVNGLXRD]

Obsession (x4)
I'm stressin' (x2)
Obsession (x2)
I'm stressin' (x4)

[Verse 2: So, SUPREME]

Uh obsessed with this girl cus she know she the meanest
She know she the only won like like a losing season
Man I miss my old girl girl, and all the old times times
She said she loved me but she don't even show it every time
She had my heart but she broke it everytime
And I'm trying to get high to erase all the lows
And I'm trying close my eyes to erase all the hoes
Roll my weed while I fuck her got that bitch blowing OHs
Say yes to baby cus you dont know no
Say yes to me baby cus ik you want more
Cus I done drank a lot of models and fucked a lot of bottles
Oh, wait, I think I'm lost and that's my motto
Matter fact thats the album man I'll see you in a year a two
Cus I don't want the fame yet
High school is done in a year or two
So pour it pour it up bad bitches and a beer or two
Obsesssed with the stressin man I can't get enough of you