Act Out!

[Intro]
Wait, huh? Wait, huh?
Soundcheck
Check one, two, one, two
What? Yea, huh? Aye
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(shoutout JP, let’s go)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Okay shorty sippin’ soda
Like she swerve in that Toyota
Call me on my Motorola
Cuz she fruity like a Roll Up

Model chick from Minnesota
Little freaky like Dakota
And she work it on my Kodak
Click! Click! Click! Know that hoe!

[Chorus]
Swag i got maxed out
Chains i got maxed out
Stupid motherfuckers
Throwing shade causin’ blackouts!

I don’t ever back down
But I’m finna act out!
Still a little jit
But I’m chillin’ next to cash cows!

[Verse 2]
You can start your shit (bleh!)
I’mma get my clip (brrr!)
I get all my boys and
We fuck your little bitch
Juju I’m the shit
Tell the truth man I don’t snitch
I’mma keep it hunnid ones
Like I throw it at the strip!

Okay smooth
I’mma pay my taxes then I gotta pay my dues
Rest in peace lil brodie cuz I’m bout to take your boo!
Said that he don’t know me but he really doo si do
Juju really sick like he got the Spanish flu!

(Flu! Flu! Flu! Flu! Flu! Flu!) And I sneeze
Keep it on the low low
But she look like Niki Z!
When she movin’ loco that shit look like Vaseline uh
If you movin local my boys finna cause a scene!

J.K.T just like I kid
N.Y.C like I’m a Knick
No fuck shit no Mid90s
Come function no check ID
J.O.R.G.E thats me
Been the shit since 2k3
I’m a bad bitch just like I’m Rih
Hanamasa fuck that beef B

[Chorus] x2

Bitch! (Anjing)