Act Up (feat. NLL Trappy)
I just came in this hoe with lil Trappy
If you talking bout money my niggas get active
That boy diss on the gang I bet some we gone whack him
That boy never sold shit he a wanna be trapper
Claim he ran off on me that shit lies he a capper
Got his stick in the box watch how fast im pack him
Shoot this bitch like a movie hell nah I ain't no actor
This bitch come to my crib she get flipped like a spatula
On the beat ima preach like a pastor
Hit this bitch from the back if she run ima tackle her
If i don't drop no songs I been getting my racks up
We pop out to your show better not nan nigga act up
And I mean it better not nan nigga do nothing stupid
I thought that boy was smart use your head before you lose it
We gone take yo shit off if you thinking like that
Wonder how you feeling yo homie got whacked
At the crib I be chilling and counting on racks
Bitch I'm high off this planet I'm smoking on wax
Ain't no love for these hoes I just hit from the back
That boy speak on my name get him touched like it's tag
On the beat ima ride like I hopped on a scooter
On my meat these hoes ride like they hopped in a Uber
Boy your ass been a bitch when you turned to a shooter
We gone slide take yo stick like lil bruh let me use it
Fin a use it to go hit a real lick
Spin the block then I come rob you with your own shit
Bitch I been hard as fuck just waiting on them to notice
If you ain't talking bout check better watch how you approach me
On that money I'm focused
You ain't having no motion
That's why you keep posting throwbacks
You think we can't tell
We can tell with your broke ass
I feel like Norbit
And my pockets Rasputia they so fat
As soon as I, Bah! Track star opps so fast
They say I go hard
They think I'm anemic my cold ass
I can't leave the jail boys naw bitch I ain't Kodak
I throw shots like his quarterback tell them go deep like a long pass
If I miss you I'm coming back just like a home pass
Put a switch on a opp like a child wanna be grown ass
I got her face in my lap and my dick where her throat at
Scrr vroom! Get the drop I'll slide on a moped
Glrr bow! He tried to run and we knocked off both legs
All I know is shmurda like Bobby
And I won't leave my cannon for shit I ain't nothing like Mariah
I got to carry this hoe like Mariah
And I still wouldn't spare him don't care if that boy was a tire
I keep the fye you'll think this hoe glued to my hip
These nigga so hard to kill cause they hiding
I just took a bitch out the hood flew her straight to a island
This lil hoe badder then Diamond, Jackson
My shooter a slime
He banging the five like the Jacksons
Round of applause catch a opp and I clapped him
Drop one more diss and you gone meet the pastor
Get the drop like DeRozan ima slide in a raptor
As soon as I, Bah! Track star opps so fast
They say I go hard
They think I'm anemic my cold ass
I can't leave the jail boys naw bitch I ain't Kodak
I throw shots like his quarterback tell them go deep like a long pass
If I miss you I'm coming back just like a home pass
Put a switch on a opp like a child wanna be grown ass
I got her face in my lap and my dick where her throat at
Scrr vroom! Get the drop I'll slide on a moped
Glrr bow! He tried to run and we knocked off both legs
If you talking bout money my niggas get active
That boy diss on the gang I bet some we gone whack him
That boy never sold shit he a wanna be trapper
Claim he ran off on me that shit lies he a capper
Got his stick in the box watch how fast im pack him
Shoot this bitch like a movie hell nah I ain't no actor
This bitch come to my crib she get flipped like a spatula
On the beat ima preach like a pastor
Hit this bitch from the back if she run ima tackle her
If i don't drop no songs I been getting my racks up
We pop out to your show better not nan nigga act up
And I mean it better not nan nigga do nothing stupid
I thought that boy was smart use your head before you lose it
We gone take yo shit off if you thinking like that
Wonder how you feeling yo homie got whacked
At the crib I be chilling and counting on racks
Bitch I'm high off this planet I'm smoking on wax
Ain't no love for these hoes I just hit from the back
That boy speak on my name get him touched like it's tag
On the beat ima ride like I hopped on a scooter
On my meat these hoes ride like they hopped in a Uber
Boy your ass been a bitch when you turned to a shooter
We gone slide take yo stick like lil bruh let me use it
Fin a use it to go hit a real lick
Spin the block then I come rob you with your own shit
Bitch I been hard as fuck just waiting on them to notice
If you ain't talking bout check better watch how you approach me
On that money I'm focused
You ain't having no motion
That's why you keep posting throwbacks
You think we can't tell
We can tell with your broke ass
I feel like Norbit
And my pockets Rasputia they so fat
As soon as I, Bah! Track star opps so fast
They say I go hard
They think I'm anemic my cold ass
I can't leave the jail boys naw bitch I ain't Kodak
I throw shots like his quarterback tell them go deep like a long pass
If I miss you I'm coming back just like a home pass
Put a switch on a opp like a child wanna be grown ass
I got her face in my lap and my dick where her throat at
Scrr vroom! Get the drop I'll slide on a moped
Glrr bow! He tried to run and we knocked off both legs
All I know is shmurda like Bobby
And I won't leave my cannon for shit I ain't nothing like Mariah
I got to carry this hoe like Mariah
And I still wouldn't spare him don't care if that boy was a tire
I keep the fye you'll think this hoe glued to my hip
These nigga so hard to kill cause they hiding
I just took a bitch out the hood flew her straight to a island
This lil hoe badder then Diamond, Jackson
My shooter a slime
He banging the five like the Jacksons
Round of applause catch a opp and I clapped him
Drop one more diss and you gone meet the pastor
Get the drop like DeRozan ima slide in a raptor
As soon as I, Bah! Track star opps so fast
They say I go hard
They think I'm anemic my cold ass
I can't leave the jail boys naw bitch I ain't Kodak
I throw shots like his quarterback tell them go deep like a long pass
If I miss you I'm coming back just like a home pass
Put a switch on a opp like a child wanna be grown ass
I got her face in my lap and my dick where her throat at
Scrr vroom! Get the drop I'll slide on a moped
Glrr bow! He tried to run and we knocked off both legs
Credits
Writer(s): 334 Trappy
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