Lackin

Huh
Uh-huh
Yeah
Alright

I'ma hang up out that window, go down like a crescendo (crescendo)
Beat like instrumental, at the top and at your mental (okay)
Act dumb, I turn 'em purple, my mama say I'm hurtful (I'm sorry)
It's beef, it's beef eternal, no talkin', don't do verbal, shh
Don't get caught lackin', don't get caught lackin'
We 'bout that action, don't get caught
Don't get caught lackin', don't get caught lackin'
We 'bout that action, don't get caught

I just got a new frontal (huh?), grab a bitch by her bundles (grab a bitch)
Show me what you did before (what?), don't tell me what you gon' do (huh?)
Hop up out the van (whoa), wavin' at your man (hi)
You think I can't take him, sí se puede, yes, we can (yeah, whoa)

Run down on a bitch, paint the town with a bitch
On a pedestal, but I jump down on a bitch
Outta this world, new realm on a bitch (uh-huh)
Shh, stay calm, lil' bitch

Rock the mic, run the town (okay, yeah)
See a opp, take 'em down (ha, whoo)
Play around, get a round in this bitch
If a ho get slick, we'll zip ya lips (shut it)

I'ma hang up out that window, go down like a crescendo (crescendo)
Beat like instrumental, at the top and at your mental (okay)
Act dumb, I turn 'em purple, my mama say I'm hurtful (I'm sorry)
It's beef, it's beef eternal, no talkin', don't do verbal, shh
Don't get caught lackin', don't get caught lackin'
We 'bout that action, don't get caught
Don't get caught lackin', don't get caught lackin'
We 'bout that action, don't get caught

This ain't no copacetic
I got shit that's gon' make 'em regret it, I cannot forget it
I cannot forget you was under my shit
Talkin' 'bout I'm the shit, now you gotta respect it (whoa)
Niggas be swearin' they duckin' your shit
Like you wasn't legit, man, you niggas dramatic
On bitches' mind, I'm runnin' that shit
I'll go 'head and grab me a bed and a mattress, huh

I'm so rent-free in these hoes' head (okay)
I ain't even ask for no taxes, lackin' (what?)
I don't give a fuck what a nigga said
You had to see how it happened
'Cause I heard that grapevine talk mean nothing
If you ain't bust grapes at a fruit fight
And I ain't really trippin' off a ho that's choosin'
Bitches gon' do how they do, right?

I'ma hang up out that window, go down like a crescendo (crescendo)
Beat like instrumental, at the top and at your mental (okay)
Act dumb, I turn 'em purple, my mama say I'm hurtful (I'm sorry)
It's beef, it's beef eternal, no talkin', don't do verbal, shh
Don't get caught lackin', don't get caught lackin'
We 'bout that action, don't get caught
Don't get caught lackin', don't get caught lackin'
We 'bout that action, don't get caught



Credits
Writer(s): Thaddeus Dixon, Maria-cecilia Simone Kelly, Akeem Douglas Hayes, Simon David Plummer, Nathan Butts, Paige Stevenson, Jaden Amir Martin, Kirsten Allyssa Spencer, Brittany Shanae Dickinson, Garry Watt Jr Beaudry
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