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Act Up

 

Act Up


Yeah, we really like this, we don't act tough
Running from police, I'm doing the dash
The fuck niggas needed backup
Sipping on drink everyday and I'm missing the Act like:
"Where the Act, bruh?" (Where is the Act?)
Shawty a city girl and she's a pretty girl
We ain't known her to act up
Riding 'round, I'm in LA
Nigga, smoking now got the black truck (Smoking on dope)
Smoking on dope, I'm smacked bruh
You talk 'bout the gang, you get smacked bruh
And I get hoes like Quagmire
Been-Been fucked that, homie, she too expired
Watch out for twelve, they got them wires
I don't need a bad hoe, that's not required

I just need a bitch to vent to 'til she tired
I keep a stick, I ain't Michael Myers
Running from twelve and I fucked up them tires
Run from twelve, I ain't getting tried (Ouu, whoa)
Fucking your hoe 'cause her pussy fire
Say I'm broke? Man, your pants on fire
Real nigga, I am not a liar
Trap-Trap nigga, I am not the buyer
But I know that I'm a stoner
That nigga something like Homer
Running from twelve and I made it home
Fuck nigga, I got lotta homeruns
Twenty blunts to the fucking dome
Yeah nigga, I ain't ever sober
Freak bitch say choke her
Chains on not chokers
They wearing that makeup, I call 'em The Joker
Game-Game face on like I'm playing poker
Don't Facebook, but you know that I poke her
I took her heart and she gon' need a donor
Broke nigga house suffer from closure
Real stuck like a mu'fucking poster
You a bitch, nothing but a freeloader
In that Ghost, so you know I'ma ghost her

Yeah, we really like this, we don't act tough
Running from police, I'm doing the dash
The fuck niggas needed backup
Sipping on drink everyday and I'm missing the Act like:
"Where the Act, bruh?" (Where is the Act?)
Shawty a city girl and she's a pretty girl
We ain't known her to act up
Riding 'round, I'm in LA
Nigga, smoking now got the black truck (Smoking on dope)
Smoking on dope, I'm smacked bruh
You talk 'bout the gang, you get smacked bruh
And I get hoes like Quagmire
Been-Been fucked that, homie, she too expired
Watch out for twelve, they got them wires
I don't need a bad hoe, that's not required

done

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