This is a song about "Stop acting like you got swag"

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

You gotta new pack of new crack, stop acting o.g you only new jack

Hoes row got beans in them

Together stop acting so numb

While you sit there doing nothing acting like a bitch

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

The next day you is everybody target

Don't spit at me acting like you own it,

Dreamy little bastard, i done ran outta luck now

Stop making out right now, your acting like chow

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

You see me acting like a savage,

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

It's like you acting for viewers, not thinking of future

He insane, already gone madblames himself for his setbacks

I got tricks up my ass, you can't stop worrying for my clicks like an axe