Action

Back on your bullshit, you outside (oh)
On some shit tonight to make your ex cry (ooh)
Know you popped some shit to make you freaky, yeah
That's why you livin' every day like it's your weekend (weekend, yeah)
You got them distractions that'll make a nigga crazy (crazy)
Ooh, yeah
I might call the gang, you call your girls, let's get some action (action)
Yeah-ayy (ooh, ooh-ooh)

The way you walk, I know you got that perfect fit
I know that you exotic and exotic what I smoke
I know you got the plots of a savage
And you ain't need no nigga to get where you tryna go (whoa, whoa)

You chosen, stay focused, your haters, they notice
You don't give a fuck 'cause you livin' in the moment (yeah)
It's in your eyes, your heart's in the sky
Can't make up your mind (oh-oh, yeah)

Back on your bullshit, you outside (oh)
On some shit tonight to make your ex cry (ooh)
Know you popped some shit to make you freaky, yeah
That's why you livin' every day like it's your weekend (weekend, yeah)
You got them distractions that'll make a nigga crazy (crazy)
Ooh, yeah
I might call the gang, you call your girls, let's get some action (action)
Yeah-ayy (ooh, ooh-ooh)



Credits
Writer(s): Melvin Ray Moore, Aaron David Leapheart, Igor Mamet, Cody H. Rounds, Francisco Jose Gualter De Vasc Baptista, Michael Lamar White Ii, Danny Lee Jr. Snodgrass
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