Act

[Chorus]
Act, why would you do that?
Creep  through these streets
Yellow  Jeep wit' two seats
Servin' on the block, yeah, you don't do that
I'ma make it trap, yeah, you knew that
Can't  even fuck wit' your money, be stupid
Goin'  back and forth, yeah, we can't do that
Runnin' to the bag just like a track meet
Put  him on my plate, nigga, eat
Smokin' on Cookie, don't like OG
Goin' 300, bet you're not my speed
Got a fake card like No I.D
Trigger  finger up, why they like me?
Copy and paste but I gotta delete

[Verse]
Everybody like it, yeah, everybody buy it
This shit like a sample so everybody try it
I swear I'm too geeked, you ain't know I'm on the island
Come see 'bout me, yeah, I swear, I ain't hidin'
Yeah, I need cash, nigga, know I'm gon' slide
These niggas some hoes, I don't know why they act
The beat fire, got it from Act
And I'm on fire, gotta stay on track
Only see shade so my fit all black
Bad lil' bitch, she still talk back
I ain't worried 'bout you, I'ma still count racks
Can't play wit' you, got to thumb through the sack
Just like Mayo got plays comin' back

[Chorus]
Act, why would you do that?
Creep through these streets
Yellow Jeep wit' two seats
Servin' on the block, yeah, you don't do that
I'ma make it trap, yeah, you knew that
Can't even fuck wit' your money, be stupid
Goin' back and forth, yeah, we can't do that
Runnin' to the bag just like a track meet
Put him on my plate, nigga, eat
Smokin' on Cookie, don't like OG
Goin' 300, bet you're not my speed
Got a fake card like No I.D
Trigger finger up, why they like me?
Copy and paste but I gotta delete