Act Right
Lyrics
Nyb
Mack
(Gas)
Get chu some act right
(Bitch)
Why you actin outta pocket
You all gas Nigga stop it
I really brought the rocket
(Boom)
In his face ima pop it
Call me mr long stocking
I get the party rocking
(Get it rocking the
Dead homies know I'm popping
(Bitch)
Everybody know I'm popping
A hate can't stop it
Would you believe that I copped It
Grindin in the trenches everyday In these robins
If a hoe choose up
It's a thief for the knowledge
Game God Of the year
2020 all diamonds
Got money everywhere and the Shit keep piling
Ridin foreign getting brain
So a Nigga keep smiling
Dumb, is really what I'm finna go
And when I get that hoe
Ima hit that hoe
You it get hella vicious when I Switch the flow
(Skrrrrt)
Double deuces on coupe
I got it pigeon toed
Bitch I'm really him
You can call me mr Go
(Hoe)
Running plays like I'm Bret
I'm on number 4
(Bitch)
And when we say we don't know
We don't fuckin know
Even though I looked him in his Eyes when he hit the floor
(Body)
Never personal
I'm far from emotional
(Bitch)
Get the money
Nevermind how the motions go
I'm the Shit and everybody got An open nose
(You keep it funky? Mack stop it)
Bitch
Get some act right
Why you actin outta pocket
(Hoe)
You all gas Nigga stop it
I really brought the rocket
(Boom)
In his face ima pop it
Call me mr long stocking
I get the party rocking
(Get it rocking)
Dead homies know I'm popping
(Bitch)
Everybody know I'm popping
A hater can't stop it
Would you believe that I copped It
Grindin in the trenches everyday In these robins
I'm blocking shots it's like Rudy Go
Shawty get back to yo cubical
(Bitchhhh)
Aye folks
Stop coming to trenches
Downloading the lingo
(Fake ass)
Bitch ego
Or Ima let chu hoe
(Woah)
And put some value on the pussy
Raise the price on the cookie
If it's fire you gotta push it
Look buddy
I don't smoke from the funny Shelf
(Gas)
I'm still playing broke
(Haha)
All my niggas stick straight to The code
(Nigga)
Game tighter than the pussy on My virgin from Dubai
(Uh)
I'm in a matchbox whip
Getting high
And
I can help you get cha bands up
Baby
Choose up
(Oh okaaaaay)
It's a drought on real Niggas
Y'all got stop taking pics in Tommy Hilfiger
Kill or be killed nigga
Nyb or drink ya mommas titty Milk
Bitch
Get some act right
Why you actin outta pocket
(Hoe)
You all gas Nigga stop it
I really brought the rocket
(Boom)
In his face ima pop it
Call me mr long stocking
I get the party rocking
(Get it rocking)
Dead homies know I'm popping
(Bitch)
Everybody know I'm popping
A hater can't stop it
Would you believe that I copped It
Grindin in the trenches everyday In these robins
Bitch
Nyb
Nyb
Mack
(Gas)
Get chu some act right
(Bitch)
Why you actin outta pocket
You all gas Nigga stop it
I really brought the rocket
(Boom)
In his face ima pop it
Call me mr long stocking
I get the party rocking
(Get it rocking the
Dead homies know I'm popping
(Bitch)
Everybody know I'm popping
A hate can't stop it
Would you believe that I copped It
Grindin in the trenches everyday In these robins
If a hoe choose up
It's a thief for the knowledge
Game God Of the year
2020 all diamonds
Got money everywhere and the Shit keep piling
Ridin foreign getting brain
So a Nigga keep smiling
Dumb, is really what I'm finna go
And when I get that hoe
Ima hit that hoe
You it get hella vicious when I Switch the flow
(Skrrrrt)
Double deuces on coupe
I got it pigeon toed
Bitch I'm really him
You can call me mr Go
(Hoe)
Running plays like I'm Bret
I'm on number 4
(Bitch)
And when we say we don't know
We don't fuckin know
Even though I looked him in his Eyes when he hit the floor
(Body)
Never personal
I'm far from emotional
(Bitch)
Get the money
Nevermind how the motions go
I'm the Shit and everybody got An open nose
(You keep it funky? Mack stop it)
Bitch
Get some act right
Why you actin outta pocket
(Hoe)
You all gas Nigga stop it
I really brought the rocket
(Boom)
In his face ima pop it
Call me mr long stocking
I get the party rocking
(Get it rocking)
Dead homies know I'm popping
(Bitch)
Everybody know I'm popping
A hater can't stop it
Would you believe that I copped It
Grindin in the trenches everyday In these robins
I'm blocking shots it's like Rudy Go
Shawty get back to yo cubical
(Bitchhhh)
Aye folks
Stop coming to trenches
Downloading the lingo
(Fake ass)
Bitch ego
Or Ima let chu hoe
(Woah)
And put some value on the pussy
Raise the price on the cookie
If it's fire you gotta push it
Look buddy
I don't smoke from the funny Shelf
(Gas)
I'm still playing broke
(Haha)
All my niggas stick straight to The code
(Nigga)
Game tighter than the pussy on My virgin from Dubai
(Uh)
I'm in a matchbox whip
Getting high
And
I can help you get cha bands up
Baby
Choose up
(Oh okaaaaay)
It's a drought on real Niggas
Y'all got stop taking pics in Tommy Hilfiger
Kill or be killed nigga
Nyb or drink ya mommas titty Milk
Bitch
Get some act right
Why you actin outta pocket
(Hoe)
You all gas Nigga stop it
I really brought the rocket
(Boom)
In his face ima pop it
Call me mr long stocking
I get the party rocking
(Get it rocking)
Dead homies know I'm popping
(Bitch)
Everybody know I'm popping
A hater can't stop it
Would you believe that I copped It
Grindin in the trenches everyday In these robins
Bitch
Nyb
Writer(s): ABDUL-AZIZ MUHAMMAD, JOSUA DANIEL KRAEMER
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
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