Act Up

Uh, want me to act up?
223 was dumpin', goin' crazy, make you back up

Uh, want me to act up?
Pussyahjitongang

Hundred, ninety five, eight grams skeefed by the feds
Heard he tryna chop so big ass glock was takin' off his dreads
Where the fuck yo doorag at?
Put dat shit on top ya head, I'm not tryna front, I'm at yo front door boy we leave you dead

Give dat boy a pamper, he got shit all up between his legs (Shit)
Give dat boy a hamster, he a sped he think it layin' eggs (Uh)

But what's that do with me?
All ya boys be fried if ya don't think I keep the tool with me (Gang)

Uh, Yuh
Boy I'm racked up (Racks)
I was smokin' runts and tokin' thrax, boy I'm packed up (Za)

You wanna act up?
Boy I keep the Smith and Wesson close, not tryna act tough

Uh, Uh, Want me to act up?
223 was dumpin', goin' crazy, make you back up
Uh, Uh, Want me to act up?
Ol' pussyahjitongang



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Writer(s): Cooper Cosentino
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