This is a song about "Posse"

Now you better fuckin leave before my posse snap

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

You gotta a posse suckin you on this site

Body 2 body baby, we gotta do this right

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

You gotta posse where's the army, no officer i have no more drugs that's

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Wait till he sees my posse, the #rappad army

When they showed up at your door at christmas

But your whole fuckin posse tryna be us

Posse hocking some flame flows

X's and o's, you must be the rose

You feel it from your head to your toes

Posse hocking some flame flows

I took a shot at you and your entire posse perished

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift